Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Suicidal Pistol Grip Pump , by - Yüth Forever. Song from the album Skeleton Youth Forever, in the genre МеталRelease date: 02.06.2016
Record label: Prosthetic
Song language: English
Suicidal Pistol Grip Pump |
| Well, it must be the love, I mean, the lack thereof |
| The words fall off my tongue, shot like bullets and made you run |
| What have I become? |
| Preaching for you to grab your gun |
| Put it to your head, suicidal pistol grip pump |
| Back again, I ain’t dead just yet |
| Though your absence flows like a kiss from death |
| Fuck all the pretense 'cause everyone gets upset |
| I’ve gotta get this off my chest, I can’t keep playing pretend |
| So this is me, this is me |
| Somewhat put together and still bursting at the seams |
| Sing it one time for each dream that I couldn’t achieve |
| One time, one time for all my dead friends |
| And everyone who spends time chasing dead ends |
| I won’t last forever, and when I die |
| I don’t give a fuck who attends 'cause I’m just a |
| Bitter romantic who’s self-centered antics |
| Made me transparent to my friends and parents |
| A lonely bastard birthed in a casket |
| Never managed to man up and move passed her |
| Youth by my side, .45 I keep strapped |
| Try and explain how I forgot how to laugh |
| Nobody cares, so I put myself on my back |
| So Doctor, answer the question that I’ve been dying to ask |
| What lasts forever? |
| Forever |
| Forever |
| Forever |
| Forever |