The Show Must Go On
๐ต 899 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:38 duration
๐ ID: 23813939
๐ Lyrics
Let this be my final message
Let it be more than I could say
With pictures of cigarettes
Or twisted metal in my face
Without ink inside my skin
A sin cannot be sin
Lines are traced around the colours of my fate
I see the needles in my skin and cease to hesitate
Is this what I need?
Is this what I want?
Will this flesh forever be the stain my past will haunt?
I hate the way I live alone without you
But I love the way I keep it in plain view
Suffering isn't suffering without it's theatrics
So feed me your approval
Keep your sympathy on side
A deathwish shall not be a deathwish
Unless it is romanticized
Let this exhibition be my demise
In a gallery of loved ones cries
You will never be one of us
I hope when I die it looks like I am dreaming
I hope dying will be just like sleeping
These gashes on my wrist
My bloodshot eyes
Are fashion statements of a beautiful demise
Such a beautiful demise
Let it be more than I could say
With pictures of cigarettes
Or twisted metal in my face
Without ink inside my skin
A sin cannot be sin
Lines are traced around the colours of my fate
I see the needles in my skin and cease to hesitate
Is this what I need?
Is this what I want?
Will this flesh forever be the stain my past will haunt?
I hate the way I live alone without you
But I love the way I keep it in plain view
Suffering isn't suffering without it's theatrics
So feed me your approval
Keep your sympathy on side
A deathwish shall not be a deathwish
Unless it is romanticized
Let this exhibition be my demise
In a gallery of loved ones cries
You will never be one of us
I hope when I die it looks like I am dreaming
I hope dying will be just like sleeping
These gashes on my wrist
My bloodshot eyes
Are fashion statements of a beautiful demise
Such a beautiful demise
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.35] Let this be my final message
[00:03.37] Let it be more than I could say
[00:06.77] With pictures of cigarettes
[00:08.76] Or twisted metal in my face
[00:13.46] Without ink inside my skin
[00:15.62] A sin cannot be sin
[00:20.21] Lines are traced around the colours of my fate
[00:23.65] I see the needles in my skin and cease to hesitate
[00:27.52] Is this what I need?
[00:29.06] Is this what I want?
[00:30.73] Will this flesh forever be the stain my past will haunt?
[00:36.13] I hate the way I live alone without you
[00:43.78] But I love the way I keep it in plain view
[00:50.46] Suffering isn't suffering without it's theatrics
[01:07.25] So feed me your approval
[01:08.57] Keep your sympathy on side
[01:10.54] A deathwish shall not be a deathwish
[01:12.34] Unless it is romanticized
[01:14.05] Let this exhibition be my demise
[01:17.05] In a gallery of loved ones cries
[01:33.26] You will never be one of us
[02:12.74] I hope when I die it looks like I am dreaming
[02:19.96] I hope dying will be just like sleeping
[02:37.14] These gashes on my wrist
[02:39.02] My bloodshot eyes
[02:41.87] Are fashion statements of a beautiful demise
[02:46.78] Such a beautiful demise
[00:03.37] Let it be more than I could say
[00:06.77] With pictures of cigarettes
[00:08.76] Or twisted metal in my face
[00:13.46] Without ink inside my skin
[00:15.62] A sin cannot be sin
[00:20.21] Lines are traced around the colours of my fate
[00:23.65] I see the needles in my skin and cease to hesitate
[00:27.52] Is this what I need?
[00:29.06] Is this what I want?
[00:30.73] Will this flesh forever be the stain my past will haunt?
[00:36.13] I hate the way I live alone without you
[00:43.78] But I love the way I keep it in plain view
[00:50.46] Suffering isn't suffering without it's theatrics
[01:07.25] So feed me your approval
[01:08.57] Keep your sympathy on side
[01:10.54] A deathwish shall not be a deathwish
[01:12.34] Unless it is romanticized
[01:14.05] Let this exhibition be my demise
[01:17.05] In a gallery of loved ones cries
[01:33.26] You will never be one of us
[02:12.74] I hope when I die it looks like I am dreaming
[02:19.96] I hope dying will be just like sleeping
[02:37.14] These gashes on my wrist
[02:39.02] My bloodshot eyes
[02:41.87] Are fashion statements of a beautiful demise
[02:46.78] Such a beautiful demise