Lyrics: I went to substances, you went to college I think it's too late, to acknowledge our problems Heard that you're great I just wanted to say It ain't change I still love you, tomorrows not promised Oh by the way, fuckin' hate all the fame Got you counting the days, when your illness is chronic Death really changes the way you behave I'll remember your face, when it smiles upon us Reprobate Psych major Sick, sick, sick So we like danger Tough luck, life waster If I get to know her then I might save her Stars in your eyes, let the moon talk I could stay a while 'fore I move on Hoodie sleeves up, let the mask off Mixed our tears on the asphalt Damage in my C6 But you get that So I know you'll understand Where my blade at You afflicted? Where the meds at? Damn girl, let's make Big Ben sad Fuck 'em all they don't got nothin' on us Try to kill us baby, think we're fuckin' haunted Fuck your fuckin' sickness, lost you in the process I'ma get it for us, like I always promised Text me when you get home Love you Pull me back in with your fucking lies Kill me slowly baby, you know I don't fuckin' mind You said, "A million years", guess the stars aligned You've been lyin' baby, see it in your fucking eyes All up in your feelings all about my vocal chords I just think it's funny there ain't shit you're workin' towards Rose up out the morgue, got my foot in the door If you run up on the dead, get bodied by CORPSE Get fucked for your money, get robbed for your life Had a plight from the jump, succumbed to the night Got meds in my blood, got death on my mind Ain't got shit left, best step to me right No face, no name, like Kira My bitch look just like Misa In my restless dreams, I see ya Sent straight to the ether Last thing you see is my creepers I want blood, I don't get even CORPSE bitch
I went to substances, you went to college I think it's too late, to acknowledge our problems Heard that you're great I just wanted to say It ain't change I still love you, tomorrows not promised Oh by the way, fuckin' hate all the fame Got you counting the days, when your illness is chronic Death really changes the way you behave I'll remember your face, when it smiles upon us Reprobate Psych major Sick, sick, sick So we like danger Tough luck, life waster If I get to know her then I might save her Stars in your eyes, let the moon talk I could stay a while 'fore I move on Hoodie sleeves up, let the mask off Mixed our tears on the asphalt Damage in my C6 But you get that So I know you'll understand Where my blade at You afflicted? Where the meds at? Damn girl, let's make Big Ben sad Fuck 'em all they don't got nothin' on us Try to kill us baby, think we're fuckin' haunted Fuck your fuckin' sickness, lost you in the process I'ma get it for us, like I always promised Text me when you get home Love you Pull me back in with your fucking lies Kill me slowly baby, you know I don't fuckin' mind You said, "A million years", guess the stars aligned You've been lyin' baby, see it in your fucking eyes All up in your feelings all about my vocal chords I just think it's funny there ain't shit you're workin' towards Rose up out the morgue, got my foot in the door If you run up on the dead, get bodied by CORPSE Get fucked for your money, get robbed for your life Had a plight from the jump, succumbed to the night Got meds in my blood, got death on my mind Ain't got shit left, best step to me right No face, no name, like Kira My bitch look just like Misa In my restless dreams, I see ya Sent straight to the ether Last thing you see is my creepers I want blood, I don't get even CORPSE bitch
I mean you can do any kind of different lyrics on the instrumental, but will it contradict the original song and the sound of the instrumental? Probably yes. If you want to make a happier but kinda similar song you can also find a different instrumental for it for free online. But, always use your own artistic judgement, no one else can see your vision
I went to substances, you went to college I think it's too late to acknowledge our problems Heard that you're great, I just wanted to say It ain't change, I still love you Tomorrow's not promised Oh, by the way fuckin' hate all the fame Got you counting the days when your illness is chronic Death really changes the way you behave I'll remember your face when it smiles upon us Reprobate psych major Sick, sick, sick, so we like danger Tough luck, life waster If I get to know her then I might save her Stars in your eyes let the moon talk I could stay awhile 'fore I move on Hoodie sleeves up let the mask off Mixed our tears on the asphalt Damage in my C6 but you get that So I know you'll understand where my blade at You afflicted, where the meds at? Damn girl, let's make Big Ben sad Fuck 'em all, they don't got nothing on us Tryna kill us, baby, think we're fucking haunted Fuck your fucking sickness, lost you in the process I'ma get it for us like I always promised (Text me when you get home) (I love you) Pull me back in with your fucking lies Kill me slowly, baby You know I don't fucking mind You said "A million years", guess the stars aligned You've been lying baby, see it in your fucking eyes All up in your feelings, all about my vocal cords I just think it's funny there ain't shit you working towards Rose up out the morgue, got my foot in the door If you run up on the dead, get bodied by a corpse Get fucked for your money, get robbed for your life Had a plight from the jump, succumbed to the night Got meds in my blood, got death on my mind Ain't got shit left, best step to me right No face, no name like Kira My bitch look just like Misa In my restless dreams, I see you Sent straight to the ether Last thing you see is my creepers I want blood, don't get even (CORPSE, bitch)
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Thank you ❤️ gonna sing it :D
Lyrics:
I went to substances, you went to college
I think it's too late, to acknowledge our problems
Heard that you're great I just wanted to say
It ain't change I still love you, tomorrows not promised
Oh by the way, fuckin' hate all the fame
Got you counting the days, when your illness is chronic
Death really changes the way you behave
I'll remember your face, when it smiles upon us
Reprobate
Psych major
Sick, sick, sick
So we like danger
Tough luck, life waster
If I get to know her then I might save her
Stars in your eyes, let the moon talk
I could stay a while 'fore I move on
Hoodie sleeves up, let the mask off
Mixed our tears on the asphalt
Damage in my C6
But you get that
So I know you'll understand
Where my blade at
You afflicted?
Where the meds at?
Damn girl, let's make Big Ben sad
Fuck 'em all they don't got nothin' on us
Try to kill us baby, think we're fuckin' haunted
Fuck your fuckin' sickness, lost you in the process
I'ma get it for us, like I always promised
Text me when you get home
Love you
Pull me back in with your fucking lies
Kill me slowly baby, you know I don't fuckin' mind
You said, "A million years", guess the stars aligned
You've been lyin' baby, see it in your fucking eyes
All up in your feelings all about my vocal chords
I just think it's funny there ain't shit you're workin' towards
Rose up out the morgue, got my foot in the door
If you run up on the dead, get bodied by CORPSE
Get fucked for your money, get robbed for your life
Had a plight from the jump, succumbed to the night
Got meds in my blood, got death on my mind
Ain't got shit left, best step to me right
No face, no name, like Kira
My bitch look just like Misa
In my restless dreams, I see ya
Sent straight to the ether
Last thing you see is my creepers
I want blood, I don't get even
CORPSE bitch
This hits different
It reminds me a lot of Zelda: Twilight Princess in a way 🖤
ONG THINKING THE SAME THING it sounds like the sacred grove music
@@Vinnehpooh I’m glad someone else thought the same!!
@@KelseyVulpine yeah! Dude I was listening to Spotify and it landed in my playlist I was shocked I thought the sacred grove ost was on 😭
@@Vinnehpooh I knew it reminded me of the game but I couldn’t pinpoint which specific song and you are totally right!
It’s got the dark, eerie atmospheric vibe that game got on point
Tysm man
1:03
that part is op
@@xleviathan9397 I've been addicted to that part since the song came out 😩
@@Mingimochi LMAO SAME
so real
Thank you 🤗🖤🤍
Thanks bro
Reminds me a bit of Alone part 3 from XXXTentacion
I went to substances, you went to college
I think it's too late, to acknowledge our problems
Heard that you're great I just wanted to say
It ain't change I still love you, tomorrows not promised
Oh by the way, fuckin' hate all the fame
Got you counting the days, when your illness is chronic
Death really changes the way you behave
I'll remember your face, when it smiles upon us
Reprobate
Psych major
Sick, sick, sick
So we like danger
Tough luck, life waster
If I get to know her then I might save her
Stars in your eyes, let the moon talk
I could stay a while 'fore I move on
Hoodie sleeves up, let the mask off
Mixed our tears on the asphalt
Damage in my C6
But you get that
So I know you'll understand
Where my blade at
You afflicted?
Where the meds at?
Damn girl, let's make Big Ben sad
Fuck 'em all they don't got nothin' on us
Try to kill us baby, think we're fuckin' haunted
Fuck your fuckin' sickness, lost you in the process
I'ma get it for us, like I always promised
Text me when you get home
Love you
Pull me back in with your fucking lies
Kill me slowly baby, you know I don't fuckin' mind
You said, "A million years", guess the stars aligned
You've been lyin' baby, see it in your fucking eyes
All up in your feelings all about my vocal chords
I just think it's funny there ain't shit you're workin' towards
Rose up out the morgue, got my foot in the door
If you run up on the dead, get bodied by CORPSE
Get fucked for your money, get robbed for your life
Had a plight from the jump, succumbed to the night
Got meds in my blood, got death on my mind
Ain't got shit left, best step to me right
No face, no name, like Kira
My bitch look just like Misa
In my restless dreams, I see ya
Sent straight to the ether
Last thing you see is my creepers
I want blood, I don't get even
CORPSE bitch
I want to make a happier version or a reply with the instrumental but I worried I that'll be too insensitive. Would it?
I mean you can do any kind of different lyrics on the instrumental, but will it contradict the original song and the sound of the instrumental? Probably yes. If you want to make a happier but kinda similar song you can also find a different instrumental for it for free online. But, always use your own artistic judgement, no one else can see your vision
I went to substances, you went to college
I think it's too late to acknowledge our problems
Heard that you're great, I just wanted to say
It ain't change, I still love you
Tomorrow's not promised
Oh, by the way fuckin' hate all the fame
Got you counting the days when your illness is chronic
Death really changes the way you behave
I'll remember your face when it smiles upon us
Reprobate psych major
Sick, sick, sick, so we like danger
Tough luck, life waster
If I get to know her then I might save her
Stars in your eyes let the moon talk
I could stay awhile 'fore I move on
Hoodie sleeves up let the mask off
Mixed our tears on the asphalt
Damage in my C6 but you get that
So I know you'll understand where my blade at
You afflicted, where the meds at?
Damn girl, let's make Big Ben sad
Fuck 'em all, they don't got nothing on us
Tryna kill us, baby, think we're fucking haunted
Fuck your fucking sickness, lost you in the process
I'ma get it for us like I always promised
(Text me when you get home)
(I love you)
Pull me back in with your fucking lies
Kill me slowly, baby
You know I don't fucking mind
You said "A million years", guess the stars aligned
You've been lying baby, see it in your fucking eyes
All up in your feelings, all about my vocal cords
I just think it's funny there ain't shit you working towards
Rose up out the morgue, got my foot in the door
If you run up on the dead, get bodied by a corpse
Get fucked for your money, get robbed for your life
Had a plight from the jump, succumbed to the night
Got meds in my blood, got death on my mind
Ain't got shit left, best step to me right
No face, no name like Kira
My bitch look just like Misa
In my restless dreams, I see you
Sent straight to the ether
Last thing you see is my creepers
I want blood, don't get even
(CORPSE, bitch)