Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Badisun
Badisun
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Joseph Whiting
Tyler Joseph Whiting
Songwriter

Lyrics

Suicide, roses Suicide, roses What they know about do-or-die choices? It's life on line, you can breathe or suicide, roses Ways to choose so many, 'bout to be a road trip We move, we learn, you can't get paid till you earn it What they know about do-or-die choices? It's life on line, you can breathe or suicide, roses Ways to choose so many, 'bout to be a road trip We move, we learn, you can't get paid till you earn it Drinking on my lone, while I'm burning, ah Closest faces keep turning away Still I need to feed family, I improve, cannot lay Time is ticking, hope is falling, I pray Hold on, hold on for a minute Pain will stop, nothing lasts for infinite Up and down, crashes until I can feel it Doubted me, I focused on, now I'm winning I'm winning (up, up, up and down) I'm winning (up, up, up and down) I'm winning (up, up, up and down) I'm winning What they know about do-or-die choices? It's life on line, you can breathe or suicide, roses Ways to choose so many, 'bout to be a road trip We move, we learn, you can't get paid till you earn it What they know about do-or-die choices? It's life on line, you can breathe or suicide, roses Ways to choose so many, 'bout to be a road trip We move, we learn, you can't get paid till you earn it They trip, they fall, and leave it there I pick up the trails and try to understand Learn all the details, they see that he fails Well that ain't stopping me not for a bit I couldn't stop even if I had tripped I chase the time until the last tick They chose somebody, not themselves to pick No one be ready for all of my tricks Up, up, up and down Up, up, up and down Up, up, up and down My tricks Up, up, up and down Up, up, up and down Up, up, up and down Pain will stop, nothing lasts for infinite What they know about do-or-die choices? It's life on line, you can breathe or suicide, roses Ways to choose so many, 'bout to be a road trip We move, we learn, you can't get paid till you earn it What they know about do-or-die choices? It's life on line, you can breathe or suicide, roses Ways to choose so many, 'bout to be a road trip We move, we learn, you can't get paid till you earn it
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