Lyric

You rob me of my time

Your words are just like garbage

I feel I’m insane

It’s ok if I am savage

When you’re in pain

I won’t stop doing damage to you

I try to avoid you in my life, I don’t care about you

But you just follow me and touch my face then bite me

My heart

You Living Deadman

What do you want from me

Don’t touch my skin

Don’t touch my face

You’re almost dead and

It’s just not fair

So suit yourself

I’m pulling away from you until you’re really dead

The waste of my life

Is talking with you, smiling at you

I am tired of being close, I’m dying

You piece of shoot

You’re the worst disadvantage of me

‘I my me mine’ are only pronouns I am needing

But you just follow me around and make me say

‘you, you bastard’

You Living Deadman

What do you want from me

Don’t touch my skin

Don’t touch my face

You’re almost dead and

It’s just not fair

My answer’s near

You gotta go or should I go

I really hate you

Living Deadman

What do you want from me

Can’t help but spit

Right in your face

I hope you get dead

I just don’t care

My answer’s clear

I’m pulling away from you until you’re really dead

You must be down

As if you’d live forever

You must be done

As if you’d die tomorrow

It’s a reward for my hard work

You have my word

You’re dead, man

What do you want from me

Don’t touch my skin

Don’t touch my face

You’re almost dead and

It’s just not fair

So suit yourself

I’m pulling away till you’re really dead

You must be down

As if you’d live forever

You must be done

As if you’d die tomorrow

It’s a reward for my hard work

I always know NO ! ! !