CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Pain Everyday
Death wasn’t really the worst part
Time spent floating above is
Body done, that’s when the hurt starts
They call it passing, that’s not it, they lying
f**k them altars and head stones
Who they think all them flowers for?
Can’t smell nothing, you just bones
They cry a little less every hour, so
That must be real nice
Crossing the earth marks
End when everything began
Death scars looking like birth marks
Take four grand and they free standing
Y’all should grab one right by the dream space
Make onе scream until she pray
Make onе run until he dead
Make one break until they leave
The body hurts, see the body gone
So who body make up for all the wrongs done to bodies
They keep singin their songs while your body rot
Well, f**k it come on, they gotta pay
Chase the dreamer, chase the dreamer
f**k it up
Shake the dreamer, shake the dreamer
Wake it up
And then we’ll make the dreamer hate dreamer
Cut it up
Break the dreamer, wake the demon
Run it up
Then you can get into the head where they tried to make sense of senses
Start their sixth
Let ‘em know the dead levitating just ahead and they best not slip
True, because you bled out doesn’t mean you ever left
And that’s that sh*t
Everyone is scared and they telling all their secrets
Don’t that sound like
Snitch behavior, snitch behavior
Zip it up
Kiss the fear and simply savor
Lick it up
That tastes like wishes made by twisted prayers
Rip it up
Split the vision, mince teh savior
Get the guts
Time spent floating above is
Body done, that’s when the hurt starts
They call it passing, that’s not it, they lying
f**k them altars and head stones
Who they think all them flowers for?
Can’t smell nothing, you just bones
They cry a little less every hour, so
That must be real nice
Crossing the earth marks
End when everything began
Death scars looking like birth marks
Take four grand and they free standing
Y’all should grab one right by the dream space
Make onе scream until she pray
Make onе run until he dead
Make one break until they leave
The body hurts, see the body gone
So who body make up for all the wrongs done to bodies
They keep singin their songs while your body rot
Well, f**k it come on, they gotta pay
Chase the dreamer, chase the dreamer
f**k it up
Shake the dreamer, shake the dreamer
Wake it up
And then we’ll make the dreamer hate dreamer
Cut it up
Break the dreamer, wake the demon
Run it up
Then you can get into the head where they tried to make sense of senses
Start their sixth
Let ‘em know the dead levitating just ahead and they best not slip
True, because you bled out doesn’t mean you ever left
And that’s that sh*t
Everyone is scared and they telling all their secrets
Don’t that sound like
Snitch behavior, snitch behavior
Zip it up
Kiss the fear and simply savor
Lick it up
That tastes like wishes made by twisted prayers
Rip it up
Split the vision, mince teh savior
Get the guts
