senses fail - the irony of dying on your birthday lyrics
just know
we are
a spec
in time.
so follow your bliss
and destroy the beauty
i’ll lock myself alone in a room
drink until the clock strikes noon
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper
and maybe i will write a sad song
or another cliche poem
of the person that i long to be
i wanna die like jim morrison
a f-cking rock star
i wanna die like god on the cover of time.
just a blink and it’s gone
so baby pour some fame in my gl-ss.
so kill the forest
and destroy the beauty.
i’ll lock myself alone in a room
drink until the clock strikes noon
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper
and maybe i will write a sad song
or another cliche poem
of the person that i long to be
(colors blind)
the eyes
(sounds deafen)
the ear
(flavors numb)
the taste
(thoughts weaken)
the mind
i’ll attack someone with a switchblade knife
so that i can see their pain
i choose to be a serial killer
’cause the victims don’t get any fame.
i’ll lock myself alone in a room
drink until the clock strikes noon
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper
and maybe i will write a sad song
or another cliche poem
of the person that i long to be
just know we are a spec in time
[chorus in the background]
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