Top Songs By Time is Dead
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Time is Dead
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Riley Figueroa
Lyrics
Lyrics
Feeling vacant in my heart
Call me more
Tell me how I fucked it up
It up
It up
It up
It up
Shoot my motherfuckin' soul
You've been treating me so cold
I can see the fucking ice
Freezing up and down your throat
Any motherfuckin' time that you speak
I can guarantee its lies that you feed
Keep a fucking tally of how you treat me
Like a second class citizen I see
What the fuck you want and it ain't me
You don't have to be my remedy
Cause you'll just give me
Medicine
And adrenaline
That just constantly
Sickens me
My claim to fame is you
But my claim to pain is also you
So I cant say what I'll be going through
Cause I know if I show you my soul
That you'll go and do something bold
You etched your words so deep inside my heart
I might think I have a scar or two
So I wont
Turn to you
Its always fights on fights with you
You may have won a battle too
But I'll be damned if you win
The war
Tell me more
On how I never was up to par
On how I sat so far
From your expectations
Look at all the situations
You've been creating
I'm feeling vacant in my heart
In my heart
In my heart
Writer(s): Riley Figueroa
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