Hollywood Undead

Bullet

Hollywood Undead

American Tragedy


My legs are dangling off the edge,
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend,
I think I'll slit my wrists again
And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.
My legs are dangling off the edge,
A stomach full of pills didn't work again,
I'll put a bullet in my head
And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.

Gone too far and yeah I'm gone again,
It's gone on too long, tell you how it ends,
I'm sitting on the edge with my 2 best friends,
Ones a bottle of pills, ones a bottle of gin,
I'm 20 stories up, yeah I'm up at the top,
I'll polish off this bottle, now it's pushing me off,
Asphalt to me has never looked so soft,
I bet my momma found my letter
Now shes calling the cops,
I gotta take this opportunity before I miss it,
'Cause now I hear the sirens and they're off in the distance,
Believe me when I tell you that I've been persistent,
'Cause I'm more scarred, more scarred than my wrist is,
I've been trying too long, with too dull of a knife,
But tonight I made sure that I sharpened it twice,
I never bought a suit before in my life,
But when you go to meet God
You know you wanna look nice.

So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow
Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow.

My legs are dangling off the edge,
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend,
I think I'll slit my wrists again
And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone,
My legs are dangling off the edge,
A stomach full of pills didn't work again,
I'll put a bullet in my head
And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.

We hit the sky, there goes the light
No more sun, why's it always night?
When you can't sleep, well, you can't dream,
When you can't dream, well, what's life mean?
We feel a little pity, but don't empathize
The old are getting older, watch a young man die,
A Mother and a Son and someone you know
Smile at each other and realize you don't,
You don't know what happened to that kid you raised,
What happened to the Father, who swore he'd stay?
I didn't know 'cause you didn't say,
Now Momma feels guilt, yeah Momma feels pain,
When you were young, you never thought you'd die,
Found that you could but too scared to try,
You looked in the mirror and you said goodbye,
Climb to the roof to see if you could fly.

So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow,
Yeah I'll see you tomorrow.

My legs are dangling off the edge,
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend,
I think I'll slit my wrists again
And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone,
My legs are dangling off the edge,
A stomach full of pills didn't work again,
I'll put a bullet in my head
And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.

I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky,
Like a bird so high,
Oh I might just try,
I wish that I could fly, way up in the sky,
Like a bird so high,
Oh I might just try,
Oh I might just try
Compositores: Daniel Murillo (BMI), Dylan Peter Alvarez (BMI), George Arthur Ragan (BMI), Griffin Barry Boice (Griffin B Boice) (BMI), Jordon Kristopher Terrell (BMI), Jorel Decker (BMI), Matthew Alexis Busek (BMI)Editores: Blackwood Music Inc (BMI), Griffin Boice Music (BMI), Songs Of Octone (BMI)Administração: Blackwood Music Inc (BMI), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #5253916 em 04/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM

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