The Death Rattle
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β±οΈ 4:12 duration
π ID: 11084455
π Lyrics
Paralysed, another cemetery drive
From this high I know I won't come down alive
Pour a 40 for an early demise
The moonshine is all that matters
Life is burning like a fuse in a pipebomb
Like your stash, we'll soon be dead and gone
Wrote a banger of a funeral song
So drag your ass along and dance the cha cha ha (laughter)
One delinquent to another
Make your way into my gutter
Let's be atrocious to each other
Baby please don't cry, hold the violins
It's not that kinda song
(We'll leave no word unsung)
Til dirt or smoke fill these lungs
Laugh and harmonise with the sirens
We'll flatline in the sun
(shine like a white hot mess)
Let middle fingers say the rest
(yeah, let's go again. Let's go)
I got a new scent, fresh as a cheap motel
Never tired, the mirror's shatteredI
Got me spinning like a drunk on a carousel
The moonshine, still all that matters now
Death is lurking and he's working the cowbell
Our brand of poison is the sharpest in the well
Burning bridges, liking the smell
Earning riches for a flat pack coffin
Holy water in my bong
If my minds already gone
I'll let the choir sing along, sing it
Life is a tightrope
I might snap it
Accessorise my black straight jacket
Life is a tightrope
I might snap it
Accessorise my black straight jacket
Baby please don't cry, hold the violins
It's not that kinda song
(We'll leave no word unsung)
Til dirt or smoke fill these lungs
Laugh and harmonise with the sirens
We'll flatline in the sun
(shine like a white hot mess)
Let middle fingers say the rest
(yeah, let's go again. Let's go)
Baby please don't cry, hold the violins
It's not that kind of song
Ride shotgun straight to nirvana
Bereft, I'll leave when you wanna
You'll say there's nothing left to save
There's nothing left to save
There's nothing left to save
Nothing left to save
You're tied in knots but know the reaper holds the noose for you
Can't see the woods for the trees in your forest fire
You're tied in knots but know the reaper holds the noose for you
Stare in the face of it all, and watch it burn
You tie yourself in knots but know the reaper holds the noose for you
You tie yourself in knots but know the reaper holds the noose for you
From this high I know I won't come down alive
Pour a 40 for an early demise
The moonshine is all that matters
Life is burning like a fuse in a pipebomb
Like your stash, we'll soon be dead and gone
Wrote a banger of a funeral song
So drag your ass along and dance the cha cha ha (laughter)
One delinquent to another
Make your way into my gutter
Let's be atrocious to each other
Baby please don't cry, hold the violins
It's not that kinda song
(We'll leave no word unsung)
Til dirt or smoke fill these lungs
Laugh and harmonise with the sirens
We'll flatline in the sun
(shine like a white hot mess)
Let middle fingers say the rest
(yeah, let's go again. Let's go)
I got a new scent, fresh as a cheap motel
Never tired, the mirror's shatteredI
Got me spinning like a drunk on a carousel
The moonshine, still all that matters now
Death is lurking and he's working the cowbell
Our brand of poison is the sharpest in the well
Burning bridges, liking the smell
Earning riches for a flat pack coffin
Holy water in my bong
If my minds already gone
I'll let the choir sing along, sing it
Life is a tightrope
I might snap it
Accessorise my black straight jacket
Life is a tightrope
I might snap it
Accessorise my black straight jacket
Baby please don't cry, hold the violins
It's not that kinda song
(We'll leave no word unsung)
Til dirt or smoke fill these lungs
Laugh and harmonise with the sirens
We'll flatline in the sun
(shine like a white hot mess)
Let middle fingers say the rest
(yeah, let's go again. Let's go)
Baby please don't cry, hold the violins
It's not that kind of song
Ride shotgun straight to nirvana
Bereft, I'll leave when you wanna
You'll say there's nothing left to save
There's nothing left to save
There's nothing left to save
Nothing left to save
You're tied in knots but know the reaper holds the noose for you
Can't see the woods for the trees in your forest fire
You're tied in knots but know the reaper holds the noose for you
Stare in the face of it all, and watch it burn
You tie yourself in knots but know the reaper holds the noose for you
You tie yourself in knots but know the reaper holds the noose for you