Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tokyo Ghoul, artist - Highly Suspect. Album song MCID, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 31.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment
Song language: English
Tokyo Ghoul |
You say that you love me |
But I don’t wanna be your slave |
So many people judge me |
But would they follow me to my grave? |
You say that you love me |
But only if I stay the same |
Baby, I’m leaving |
Cause I don’t wanna play these games |
I got a lot on my mind |
I got a lot on my plate |
I got these people around me |
Say that they love me, most of them fake |
It feels like they want me to fail |
It feels like they want me to die |
It feels like they want all my money |
But fuck 'em, they wasting their time |
Like walk around the Riverbend with me |
Let me tell you all the things I’ve seen |
See, the boy is dying in front of to me |
And I’m the reason that he had to bleed |
For what? |
so you could get on my grip |
So you could pick me apart |
Tell me how I should make art? |
Nah you don’t get this heart |
You say that you love me |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
But I don’t wanna be your slave |
So many people judge me |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
But would they follow me to my grave? |
You say that you love me |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
But only if I stay the same |
Baby, I’m leaving |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
Cause I don’t wanna play these games |
Hey yo, Slime! |
No, I don’t wanna play these games |
No, I don’t wanna play these games, no |
This Slime language |
It weren’t learned my slang |
If this really weren’t love what it was |
You had me tricking off |
And throwing in the club, yeah |
I bought you black diamonds, baby |
Now you fucked, yeah |
I’d rather have lust than love |
Blind to the fact you’re a thug |
You won’t judge |
But you say that you love me |
But I don’t wanna be your slave |
So many people judge me |
But would they follow me to my grave? |
You say that you need me |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
Based on yesterday |
Baby, I’m leaving |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
But never gonna be the same |
This dirt boy, this dirt life |
These are black boots |
It’s a black knife |
This is born woods |
This is raised wolf |
This has moved hoods |
This a change life |
Never talked to my mother |
I wish I heard from my father |
I used to try, but why bother |
Yeah, they can talk to my lawyer |
This loose change about loose pills |
These loose girls, they got true skills |
They say you changed with the new brain |
Well, the truth hurts, man love kills |
I’ve been around, don’t fuck around |
You fuck around and get real killed |
Got real friends, got real guns |
I’m not a bad guy but it’s real deal |
Whip! |
You say that you love me |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
But I don’t wanna be your slave |
So many people judge me |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
But would they follow me to my grave? |
You say that you love me |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
But only if I stay the same |
Baby, I’m leaving |
(Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!) |
Cause I don’t wanna play these games |
Many-many- judge me |
I don’t- I don’t, play these games |
No, I don’t wanna play these games |
Cause I don’t wanna play these games |
I don’t- I don’t, play these games |