Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song THE GIVE UP, artist - City Morgue. Album song CITY MORGUE VOL 2: AS GOOD AS DEAD, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 14.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hikari-Ultra
Song language: English
THE GIVE UP |
It’s hard to choose the easy way out |
The gun in the mouth, your brains explode (Okay) |
It’s hard to end it all alone |
Inside of your room, your final home (Wassup?) |
It’s hard to make amends with them |
Silicon friends and empty souls (Huh?) |
It’s hard to break open your shell |
For people that you don’t even know (Ha ha) |
You wash away, your colors drain |
And now your reality is grey (Okay) |
Same old faces in the spaces |
That you see, like, everyday (Wassup?) |
You tell them jokes to cover up |
That you’re a vessel for all the pain (Okay) |
You tell them jokes and they all laugh (Okay) |
To fill the void, you entertain (Okay) |
Or is it hopeless just to try? |
It’s hopeless just to die and go away |
From everything you made and amplified just to get thrown away |
It doesn’t last, goin' fast, is the bag full of glass |
Hold my hand and be my friend, I can make it all end fast (Sleezy) |
I got PTSD (Boom), I always keep my gun |
My mom’s like, «Son, you need therapy» (No-no) |
It’s hard to live righteous, welcome to the dark side (Sleezy) |
Where little boys turn to gangsters, girls' hearts die (Mula) |
I’m in Percocet heaven all because of you (Fuck outta here) |
I hope a needle in your arm, more in love with you (Bitch) |
Disloyal-ass bitch, I don’t fuck with you (Bitch) |
I gotta leave my enemies in a bloody pool (Boom boom) |
I say my last goodbye, I hear death call my name (Bye-bye) |
Goin' in the hall of fame (Mula), burnin' into scorchin' flame (Boom) |
'Nother one of them days, bitch, in the pourin' rain (Sleezy) |
Sun high, still win, baby, like a Jordan game (Mula) |
Or is it hopeless just to try? |
It’s hopeless just to die and go away |
From everything you made and amplified just to get thrown away |
It doesn’t last, goin' fast, is the bag full of glass |
Hold my hand and be my friend, I can make it all end fast |
A-na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na |
A-na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na |
A-na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na |
A-na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na |
A-na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na |
A-na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na |