Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Badisun
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
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
Writer(s): Tyler Joseph Whiting
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