Rather Be Dead Songtext
Won't let you speak in tongues
What's done is done, is done
I'll stop at nothing just to let my skeleton sleep in silence
Cuz the enemy of love is a friend of mine
And the way that I hate you is do or die
Got me thinking in my head and it's suicide
What did I
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
What's done is done, is done
I'll stop at nothing just to let my skeleton sleep in silence
Cuz the enemy of love is a friend of mine
And the way that I hate you is do or die
Got me thinking in my head and it's suicide
What did I
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
I'm sick of living it over and over again
My scars are none of your business
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
Don't push me, I'm done with talking
Left me with no other option
You put the nail in thе coffin
Why won't you just let it die
Cuz the еnemy of love is a friend of mine
And the way that I hate you is do or die
Got me thinking in my head and it's suicide
What did I
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
I'm sick of living it over and over again
My scars are none of your business
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
[?] So grab a shovel baby
It's time to dig a hole to throw my body in
To lay with my regrets and [?]
Suffocate [?]
The past is up to me
[?]
[?]
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
I'm sick of living it over and over again
My scars are none of your business
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
[?]
My scars are none of your business
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
Don't push me, I'm done with talking
Left me with no other option
You put the nail in thе coffin
Why won't you just let it die
Cuz the еnemy of love is a friend of mine
And the way that I hate you is do or die
Got me thinking in my head and it's suicide
What did I
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
I'm sick of living it over and over again
My scars are none of your business
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
[?] So grab a shovel baby
It's time to dig a hole to throw my body in
To lay with my regrets and [?]
Suffocate [?]
The past is up to me
[?]
[?]
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
I'm sick of living it over and over again
My scars are none of your business
You wanna dig up the past, I'd rather be dead
[?]
