Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rather Be Dead, artist - Evalyn. Album song Sandcastle, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 26.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: B3SCI
Song language: English
Rather Be Dead |
Early morning, hear you creepin' |
Losing my head, baby, where have you been? |
Far away, so far away |
Yeah, I’m thinkin' you been drinkin' |
I let it sink in, baby, when I say you’re not the same |
No, not the same |
I swear to God I won’t see you again |
Everytime that we fight |
The smell of the liquor don’t scare me away |
But one of these days it just might |
I’m fine 'til I crash down from the high |
And I wake up by your side |
Can’t make up my mind |
I would tell you that I love you but I’d rather be dead |
And that’s why, when you pulled this shit before |
That I’d walk right out the door |
But I’m back for more |
I would tell you that I love you but I’d rather be dead |
Can’t check your phone when you’re out with your friends |
Not comin' home yet, so I’m gettin' stoned, yeah |
Every night, oh, every night |
And it’s a problem how far I’ve fallen |
I hit the bottom 'cause I keep on callin' |
All the time, oh, all the time |
I swear to God I won’t see you again |
Everytime that we fight |
The smell of the liquor don’t scare me away |
But one of these days it just might |
I’m fine 'til I crash down from the high |
And I wake up by your side |
Can’t make up my mind |
I would tell you that I love you but I’d rather be dead |
And that’s why, when you pulled this shit before |
That I’d walk right out the door |
But I’m back for more |
I would tell you that I love you but I’d rather be dead |
Got it bad, sick in the head |
It makes you laugh 'cause I always come right back to ya |
Got it bad, sick in the head |
It makes you laugh 'cause I always come right back to ya |
Got it bad, sick in the head |
It makes you laugh 'cause I always come right back to ya |
Got it bad, sick in the head |
It makes you laugh 'cause I always come right |
I’m fine 'til I crash down from the high |
And I wake up by your side |
Can’t make up my mind |
I would tell you that I love you but I’d rather be dead |
And that’s why, when you pulled this shit before |
That I’d walk right out the door |
But I’m back for more |
I would tell you that I love you but I’d rather be dead |