Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song DAYWALKER!, artist - Machine Gun Kelly. Date of issue: 11.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
DAYWALKER! |
| Punch that motherfucker in the face |
| You hated what he said, right? |
| Beat his ass, leave him at the stoplight |
| I know you wanted change, but nobody’s around |
| So, kick him again while he’s on the ground, yo |
| I’ll never be the same |
| I wanna know if I tell you a secret, will you keep it? |
| I need someone to blame (Take it!) |
| And I see somebody talkin' with a mouth that’s full of teeth I wanna break (Go) |
| Fight, fight, fight, fight |
| Fight, fight, fight, fight |
| Fight, fight, fight, fight |
| Fight, fight, yeah, yeah |
| They tried to kill me in the rain |
| Tried to lay me down and so I dodged and ran away |
| Put a gun up to my face, so I’ll fucking catch a case (A case) |
| When I find this mothrfucker, gonna lay him in his grave |
| All thes fucking razorblades |
| I wanna know if I tell you a secret, will you keep it? |
| I won’t ever be the same |
| I bit the fucking apple, I’m surrounded by some snakes (CORPSE) |
| Fight, fight, fight, fight |
| Fight, fight, fight, fight |
| Fight, fight, fight, fight |
| Fight, fight (Yeah, yeah), fight |
| (Reverse) Bloody hands |
| Bloody |
| (Reverse) Bloody hands |
| I prayed to God and then I went to sleep with bloody hands |
| Inside my room, I heard the sirens from the ambulance |
| I chipped my tooth and then I found a piece inside my pants |
| He talkin' shit, when he wake up, I go do that again |
| I came back |
| I wanna know if I tell you a secret, will you keep it? |
| If a pussy wanna say shit, then I’ll fuckin' stomp his face in |
| Nah, not getting better, can’t change it, I left blood all on the pavement |
| I’m on borrowed time, can’t shake it, uh, blackout when I’m ragin', uh |
| Me and all these pills be on a fuckin' first name basis, uh |
| There’s an invisible voice that is talkin' to me and it’s always tellin' me to |
| kill |
| I got a problem with separating what my head is creating from things that are |
| real |
| I’m in a room, hyperventilating and debating to pop off the cap of these pills |
| If I get angry, I’m goin' to start up a riot like people on Capitol Hill |
| Fight, fight, fight, fight |
| Fight, fight, fight, fight |
| Fight, fight, fight, fight |
| Fight, fight (Yeah, yeah), fight |
| The end |