I Wish I Was Dead 歌词
| 歌曲 | I Wish I Was Dead |
| 歌手 | Tonedeff |
| 专辑 | Death Is Silent |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Kno: | |
| There's a cloud hanging over me | |
| What's in my head | |
| I can't see | |
| There's a cloud hanging over me | |
| What's in my head | |
| I can't see | |
| Tonedeff: | |
| It seems I'm captive in a carnival | |
| The main attraction | |
| People stand in line for hours, stoked | |
| They pay to laugh | |
| and see me sabotage my charted goal to escape this trap | |
| while reading transcripts of my horoscopes | |
| Then it fades to black | |
| Repeat the pattern till my heart of gold | |
| is stained and cracked | |
| Decreased in value | |
| if I pawned it whole | |
| would I make it back? | |
| The things that matter seem so hard to hold, so I'll face the facts | |
| And leave this planet how I found it | |
| Lone | |
| And embrace the casket | |
| Feel so damaged, that I can hardly cope in a savage world, where the scars reopen at random | |
| If you don't wanna choke, put a bandage over your parted throat | |
| I'm man that's on his own and I can't get over these obstacles | |
| And it adds a sting that the common folks are this adamant to think god's a hoax | |
| And I'm outta hope | |
| Though I'm strong I don't wanna live with the strain | |
| No positive notes, no prospect glowing to give me the strength | |
| I simply revisit the day that misery came | |
| And, I wait for the light at the end of the tunnel, until it hits me | |
| That it was a train | |
| Kno: | |
| There's a cloud hanging over me | |
| What's in my head | |
| I can't see | |
| There's a cloud hanging over me | |
| What's in my head | |
| I can't see | |
| I can feel my blood circulate the whole of my body | |
| Cause there's holes in my body, like a blow from a shotty | |
| I'm assuming it probably, cause the hospitals got me | |
| I get up off the gurney and I am certainly wobbly | |
| But it doesn't concern me that I am fervently nauseous | |
| I'm not overly cautious, I just don't know what caused it | |
| So I'm talking to doctors, asking where is my family | |
| Or who was it that brought me, or who was it that shot me | |
| Cause I'm hurt pretty badly, but my memory's shoddy | |
| And nobody will help me, so I'm wobbling oddly | |
| To the front of the lobby so maybe someone will spot me | |
| But my face is in pieces maybe they don't recognize me | |
| Now I'm just realizing, as I open my pocket | |
| That my phone is inside it, so I'm frantically dialing | |
| Trying to call my fiancé, maybe she's trying to find me | |
| But I hear ringing behind me, and it strikes me as odd | |
| I turn around as she walks up to finish the job | |
| Tonedeff: | |
| I'm wishing for dead. | |
| The world is a weight around my neck. Oh, oh. oh. | |
| I'm wishing for dead. | |
| If today's like tomorrow, let this end. |
| Kno: | |
| There' s a cloud hanging over me | |
| What' s in my head | |
| I can' t see | |
| There' s a cloud hanging over me | |
| What' s in my head | |
| I can' t see | |
| Tonedeff: | |
| It seems I' m captive in a carnival | |
| The main attraction | |
| People stand in line for hours, stoked | |
| They pay to laugh | |
| and see me sabotage my charted goal to escape this trap | |
| while reading transcripts of my horoscopes | |
| Then it fades to black | |
| Repeat the pattern till my heart of gold | |
| is stained and cracked | |
| Decreased in value | |
| if I pawned it whole | |
| would I make it back? | |
| The things that matter seem so hard to hold, so I' ll face the facts | |
| And leave this planet how I found it | |
| Lone | |
| And embrace the casket | |
| Feel so damaged, that I can hardly cope in a savage world, where the scars reopen at random | |
| If you don' t wanna choke, put a bandage over your parted throat | |
| I' m man that' s on his own and I can' t get over these obstacles | |
| And it adds a sting that the common folks are this adamant to think god' s a hoax | |
| And I' m outta hope | |
| Though I' m strong I don' t wanna live with the strain | |
| No positive notes, no prospect glowing to give me the strength | |
| I simply revisit the day that misery came | |
| And, I wait for the light at the end of the tunnel, until it hits me | |
| That it was a train | |
| Kno: | |
| There' s a cloud hanging over me | |
| What' s in my head | |
| I can' t see | |
| There' s a cloud hanging over me | |
| What' s in my head | |
| I can' t see | |
| I can feel my blood circulate the whole of my body | |
| Cause there' s holes in my body, like a blow from a shotty | |
| I' m assuming it probably, cause the hospitals got me | |
| I get up off the gurney and I am certainly wobbly | |
| But it doesn' t concern me that I am fervently nauseous | |
| I' m not overly cautious, I just don' t know what caused it | |
| So I' m talking to doctors, asking where is my family | |
| Or who was it that brought me, or who was it that shot me | |
| Cause I' m hurt pretty badly, but my memory' s shoddy | |
| And nobody will help me, so I' m wobbling oddly | |
| To the front of the lobby so maybe someone will spot me | |
| But my face is in pieces maybe they don' t recognize me | |
| Now I' m just realizing, as I open my pocket | |
| That my phone is inside it, so I' m frantically dialing | |
| Trying to call my fiance, maybe she' s trying to find me | |
| But I hear ringing behind me, and it strikes me as odd | |
| I turn around as she walks up to finish the job | |
| Tonedeff: | |
| I' m wishing for dead. | |
| The world is a weight around my neck. Oh, oh. oh. | |
| I' m wishing for dead. | |
| If today' s like tomorrow, let this end. |
| Kno: | |
| There' s a cloud hanging over me | |
| What' s in my head | |
| I can' t see | |
| There' s a cloud hanging over me | |
| What' s in my head | |
| I can' t see | |
| Tonedeff: | |
| It seems I' m captive in a carnival | |
| The main attraction | |
| People stand in line for hours, stoked | |
| They pay to laugh | |
| and see me sabotage my charted goal to escape this trap | |
| while reading transcripts of my horoscopes | |
| Then it fades to black | |
| Repeat the pattern till my heart of gold | |
| is stained and cracked | |
| Decreased in value | |
| if I pawned it whole | |
| would I make it back? | |
| The things that matter seem so hard to hold, so I' ll face the facts | |
| And leave this planet how I found it | |
| Lone | |
| And embrace the casket | |
| Feel so damaged, that I can hardly cope in a savage world, where the scars reopen at random | |
| If you don' t wanna choke, put a bandage over your parted throat | |
| I' m man that' s on his own and I can' t get over these obstacles | |
| And it adds a sting that the common folks are this adamant to think god' s a hoax | |
| And I' m outta hope | |
| Though I' m strong I don' t wanna live with the strain | |
| No positive notes, no prospect glowing to give me the strength | |
| I simply revisit the day that misery came | |
| And, I wait for the light at the end of the tunnel, until it hits me | |
| That it was a train | |
| Kno: | |
| There' s a cloud hanging over me | |
| What' s in my head | |
| I can' t see | |
| There' s a cloud hanging over me | |
| What' s in my head | |
| I can' t see | |
| I can feel my blood circulate the whole of my body | |
| Cause there' s holes in my body, like a blow from a shotty | |
| I' m assuming it probably, cause the hospitals got me | |
| I get up off the gurney and I am certainly wobbly | |
| But it doesn' t concern me that I am fervently nauseous | |
| I' m not overly cautious, I just don' t know what caused it | |
| So I' m talking to doctors, asking where is my family | |
| Or who was it that brought me, or who was it that shot me | |
| Cause I' m hurt pretty badly, but my memory' s shoddy | |
| And nobody will help me, so I' m wobbling oddly | |
| To the front of the lobby so maybe someone will spot me | |
| But my face is in pieces maybe they don' t recognize me | |
| Now I' m just realizing, as I open my pocket | |
| That my phone is inside it, so I' m frantically dialing | |
| Trying to call my fiancé, maybe she' s trying to find me | |
| But I hear ringing behind me, and it strikes me as odd | |
| I turn around as she walks up to finish the job | |
| Tonedeff: | |
| I' m wishing for dead. | |
| The world is a weight around my neck. Oh, oh. oh. | |
| I' m wishing for dead. | |
| If today' s like tomorrow, let this end. |
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