I've seen you dressed up right
But your hearts not beating through your pale white skin
That's how I know that you'll never win
Ah, ah, it's just a dead end
Ah, ah, and there aint no turning back
I took your place, you were a king for a day
But somehow you never learn
I didn't ask for this it's just the way things turn
And it hurts to go down in flames
Ah, ah, it's just a dead end
Ah, ah, and there aint no turning back
You got eightballs, baby, as a mattress in your bed
13 tattooed on the back of your head
Where will you go when all the things you see are black
You try to change
Maybe grow young
Jump on a bandwagon and lose
Its just a dead end
Ah, and there aint no turning back
I've seen you in the nightclub I've seen you dressed up right But your hearts not beating through your pale white skin That's how I know that you'll never win Ah, ah, it's just a dead end Ah, ah, and there aint no turning back I took your place, you were a king for a day But somehow you never learn I didn't ask for this it's just the way things turn And it hurts to go down in flames Ah, ah, it's just a dead end Ah, ah, and there aint no turning back You got eightballs, baby, as a mattress in your bed 13 tattooed on the back of your head Where will you go when all the things you see are black You try to change Maybe grow young Jump on a bandwagon and lose Its just a dead end Ah, and there aint no turning back Explain Request ×
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