CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : CYNICAL
Until death do us apart
I'll always be your number one
Your shooting star
You're such a hater
But you like to keep in touch
Never mattered much because
You couldn't get enough
Arrest and take my heart
Then stab me through the back
I know you're such a card
You're quite the schemer
And you don't trust anyone
I think we're done, yeah
At the end, things are burning up
Yeah
I know I'm so damn cynical
But we're addicted to the drugs and the tangibles
If it isn't thе sex
Then it's the alcohol
Or talking shit bеhind your friends
No one gives a fuck
We are walking towards
A world of red
Here for a good time
Nothing matters 'cause
I'll be dead
No, I don't want a clue
To why we all exist
I think it's all up in our heads
Someone, can you tell me
Does it really make sense
Why pay a price to a god
If death is at our expense?
Feeling so empty
No one accepts me
Every day I walk upon the earth
It gets a little more crazy
And the demons on the TV
Only preach it for the money
And my heros couldn't take it anymore
But I'm living
Sick of you treating me
Like a machine
Always trying to plant the seeds
Manipulating everything
Seeing all the shit they see
Tired of the lies
All the greed
Acting like you own the thoughts I think
I don't owe anybody anything
So fucked up with the world ignoring me
(Can anybody hear me?)
(Can anybody hear me?)
Can anybody hear me?
I know I'm so damn cynical
But we're addicted to the drugs and the tangibles
If it isn't the sex
Then it's the alcohol
Or talking shit behind your friends
No one gives a fuck
We are walking towards
A world of red
Here for a good time
Nothing matters 'cause
I'll be dead
No, I don't want a clue
To why we all exist
I think it's all up in our heads
I'll always be your number one
Your shooting star
You're such a hater
But you like to keep in touch
Never mattered much because
You couldn't get enough
Arrest and take my heart
Then stab me through the back
I know you're such a card
You're quite the schemer
And you don't trust anyone
I think we're done, yeah
At the end, things are burning up
Yeah
I know I'm so damn cynical
But we're addicted to the drugs and the tangibles
If it isn't thе sex
Then it's the alcohol
Or talking shit bеhind your friends
No one gives a fuck
We are walking towards
A world of red
Here for a good time
Nothing matters 'cause
I'll be dead
No, I don't want a clue
To why we all exist
I think it's all up in our heads
Someone, can you tell me
Does it really make sense
Why pay a price to a god
If death is at our expense?
Feeling so empty
No one accepts me
Every day I walk upon the earth
It gets a little more crazy
And the demons on the TV
Only preach it for the money
And my heros couldn't take it anymore
But I'm living
Sick of you treating me
Like a machine
Always trying to plant the seeds
Manipulating everything
Seeing all the shit they see
Tired of the lies
All the greed
Acting like you own the thoughts I think
I don't owe anybody anything
So fucked up with the world ignoring me
(Can anybody hear me?)
(Can anybody hear me?)
Can anybody hear me?
I know I'm so damn cynical
But we're addicted to the drugs and the tangibles
If it isn't the sex
Then it's the alcohol
Or talking shit behind your friends
No one gives a fuck
We are walking towards
A world of red
Here for a good time
Nothing matters 'cause
I'll be dead
No, I don't want a clue
To why we all exist
I think it's all up in our heads
