Dreamers Disease
๐ต 1751 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:42 duration
๐ ID: 10747363
๐ Lyrics
I don't want to be a waste
I'm wasted, I'm wasting away
While I'm out here making history, you're making love
To demons with no idea what horns have done
But I don't care, no, I don't care
I'll die with a smile so my widow gets jealous
The ones that observed are the worst story tellers
And lust is pulling my chair from under me
Well it seems like the amorous man
has prostitute-like commitment again
And it feels like my eager hands
are searching for that promiscuous skin
And don't mock me by existing
My ambition went from handsome as hell straight to ugly as sin
But I don't care, why should I care?
So fuck making love, see I'd rather make history
I'd prefer a monument over the kiss of thee
The world is pulling the rug from under me
Well it seems like the amorous man
has prostitute-like commitment again
And it feels like my eager hands
are searching for that promiscuous skin
They say home is where the heart is
So where do you keep your bed?
And if home is where the heart is
Then what do I do with this empty chest?
They say home is where the heart is
So where do you keep your bed?
And if home is where the heart is
It's a crying shame we can't afford the rent
I'll stay home where the heart is
While you better yourself in bed
You'll stay out with the hardest piece of him
Between the both of your legs
I'd rather be homeless
Than smelling his scent in our bed
There's no such thing as heartache, you idiot
I'll stay home where the heart is
While you better yourself in bed
There's no such thing as heartache, you idiot
It's all inside of your head
Well it seems like the amorous man
has prostitute-like commitment again
And it feels like my eager hands
are searching for that promiscuous skin
I'm wasting away, I'm wasting away
I'm wasted, I'm wasting away
While I'm out here making history, you're making love
To demons with no idea what horns have done
But I don't care, no, I don't care
I'll die with a smile so my widow gets jealous
The ones that observed are the worst story tellers
And lust is pulling my chair from under me
Well it seems like the amorous man
has prostitute-like commitment again
And it feels like my eager hands
are searching for that promiscuous skin
And don't mock me by existing
My ambition went from handsome as hell straight to ugly as sin
But I don't care, why should I care?
So fuck making love, see I'd rather make history
I'd prefer a monument over the kiss of thee
The world is pulling the rug from under me
Well it seems like the amorous man
has prostitute-like commitment again
And it feels like my eager hands
are searching for that promiscuous skin
They say home is where the heart is
So where do you keep your bed?
And if home is where the heart is
Then what do I do with this empty chest?
They say home is where the heart is
So where do you keep your bed?
And if home is where the heart is
It's a crying shame we can't afford the rent
I'll stay home where the heart is
While you better yourself in bed
You'll stay out with the hardest piece of him
Between the both of your legs
I'd rather be homeless
Than smelling his scent in our bed
There's no such thing as heartache, you idiot
I'll stay home where the heart is
While you better yourself in bed
There's no such thing as heartache, you idiot
It's all inside of your head
Well it seems like the amorous man
has prostitute-like commitment again
And it feels like my eager hands
are searching for that promiscuous skin
I'm wasting away, I'm wasting away
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.40] I don't want to be a waste
[00:03.99] I'm wasted, I'm wasting away
[00:29.92] While I'm out here making history, you're making love
[00:32.88] To demons with no idea what horns have done
[00:35.85] But I don't care, no, I don't care
[00:38.82] I'll die with a smile so my widow gets jealous
[00:41.81] The ones that observed are the worst story tellers
[00:44.92] And lust is pulling my chair from under me
[00:50.22]
[00:53.69] Well it seems like the amorous man
[00:56.97] has prostitute-like commitment again
[01:02.75] And it feels like my eager hands
[01:05.94] are searching for that promiscuous skin
[01:11.61] And don't mock me by existing
[01:13.35] My ambition went from handsome as hell straight to ugly as sin
[01:17.81] But I don't care, why should I care?
[01:20.89] So fuck making love, see I'd rather make history
[01:23.86] I'd prefer a monument over the kiss of thee
[01:26.98] The world is pulling the rug from under me
[01:32.25]
[01:35.64] Well it seems like the amorous man
[01:38.98] has prostitute-like commitment again
[01:44.72] And it feels like my eager hands
[01:47.95] are searching for that promiscuous skin
[01:54.36] They say home is where the heart is
[01:57.51] So where do you keep your bed?
[02:00.55] And if home is where the heart is
[02:02.85] Then what do I do with this empty chest?
[02:06.63] They say home is where the heart is
[02:09.68] So where do you keep your bed?
[02:12.34] And if home is where the heart is
[02:14.49] It's a crying shame we can't afford the rent
[02:18.62] I'll stay home where the heart is
[02:21.34] While you better yourself in bed
[02:24.39] You'll stay out with the hardest piece of him
[02:27.15] Between the both of your legs
[02:30.44] I'd rather be homeless
[02:33.63] Than smelling his scent in our bed
[02:36.49] There's no such thing as heartache, you idiot
[02:41.15] I'll stay home where the heart is
[02:45.35] While you better yourself in bed
[02:48.47] There's no such thing as heartache, you idiot
[02:52.32] It's all inside of your head
[02:57.20]
[03:05.71] Well it seems like the amorous man
[03:08.91] has prostitute-like commitment again
[03:14.64] And it feels like my eager hands
[03:17.96] are searching for that promiscuous skin
[03:23.52] I'm wasting away, I'm wasting away
[03:30.84]
[00:03.99] I'm wasted, I'm wasting away
[00:29.92] While I'm out here making history, you're making love
[00:32.88] To demons with no idea what horns have done
[00:35.85] But I don't care, no, I don't care
[00:38.82] I'll die with a smile so my widow gets jealous
[00:41.81] The ones that observed are the worst story tellers
[00:44.92] And lust is pulling my chair from under me
[00:50.22]
[00:53.69] Well it seems like the amorous man
[00:56.97] has prostitute-like commitment again
[01:02.75] And it feels like my eager hands
[01:05.94] are searching for that promiscuous skin
[01:11.61] And don't mock me by existing
[01:13.35] My ambition went from handsome as hell straight to ugly as sin
[01:17.81] But I don't care, why should I care?
[01:20.89] So fuck making love, see I'd rather make history
[01:23.86] I'd prefer a monument over the kiss of thee
[01:26.98] The world is pulling the rug from under me
[01:32.25]
[01:35.64] Well it seems like the amorous man
[01:38.98] has prostitute-like commitment again
[01:44.72] And it feels like my eager hands
[01:47.95] are searching for that promiscuous skin
[01:54.36] They say home is where the heart is
[01:57.51] So where do you keep your bed?
[02:00.55] And if home is where the heart is
[02:02.85] Then what do I do with this empty chest?
[02:06.63] They say home is where the heart is
[02:09.68] So where do you keep your bed?
[02:12.34] And if home is where the heart is
[02:14.49] It's a crying shame we can't afford the rent
[02:18.62] I'll stay home where the heart is
[02:21.34] While you better yourself in bed
[02:24.39] You'll stay out with the hardest piece of him
[02:27.15] Between the both of your legs
[02:30.44] I'd rather be homeless
[02:33.63] Than smelling his scent in our bed
[02:36.49] There's no such thing as heartache, you idiot
[02:41.15] I'll stay home where the heart is
[02:45.35] While you better yourself in bed
[02:48.47] There's no such thing as heartache, you idiot
[02:52.32] It's all inside of your head
[02:57.20]
[03:05.71] Well it seems like the amorous man
[03:08.91] has prostitute-like commitment again
[03:14.64] And it feels like my eager hands
[03:17.96] are searching for that promiscuous skin
[03:23.52] I'm wasting away, I'm wasting away
[03:30.84]