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Dare me to Jump off this new Jersey bridge pet you never Had a Friday night like this keep it up keep it up let's raise our hands I take a look up in the sky and I see red red for the cancer red for the wealthy red for the drink mixed with suicide Everything red please won't you push me for the last time? let's scream until there's nothing left so sick of playing, I don't want this anymore the thought of You's is no F*ck*ng fun you want a Martyr? I'll be oneThe thought of you's no fucking fun
You want a martyr? I'll be one
Because enough's enough, we're done
[Chorus: Vic Fuentes]
You told me, "Think about it," well, I did.
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore.
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want.
I'm oversleeping like a dog on the floor.
[Post-Chorus: Vic Fuentes]
Yeah!
Three cheers for throwing up, pubescent drama queen
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late
Scream, scream, scream, scream
Scream, scream until there's nothing left
So sick of playing, I don't want to anymore
The thought of you's no fucking fun
You want a martyr? I'll be one
Because enough's enough, we're done
You told me, "Think about it," well, I did (Well, I did)
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor
Imagine living like a king someday
A single night without a ghost in the walls
And if the bass shakes the earth underground
We'll start a new revolution now
Now!
Alright, here we go
Hail Mary, forgive me
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Come at me, now this is war
Fuck with this new beat, oh
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