Song: Graverobber Ft. NineByNine
Viewed: 30 - Published at: 10 years ago
Artist: The fox hunt
Year: 2019Viewed: 30 - Published at: 10 years ago
"The false face on screen thought his life would change
But he's on the bus to work again
All those hollowed eyes on these empty words
Really sorry to say this but the truth it hurts
You stare the grave robber in his eyes
Quiet empty rooms and you're wondering why
You stare the grave robber in his eyes
How wrong you were to idolise
Don't be scared of my online ranting
Guess I'm just tired of the facebook politics
Oh hold my hand, givе me peace of mind
Whеn you're to blame for this whole decline
I can't take this pressure, I'm breaking
I'm in the cold, on my own, just shaking
You wouldn't stop till you're in my head
So little use so I might as well drop dead
The false face on screen thought his life would change
But he's on the bus to work again
All those hollowed eyes on these empty words
Really sorry to say this but the truth it hurts
Yeah the truth it hurts
You stare the grave robber in his eyes
Quiet empty rooms and you're wondering why
Never expected you to play so nicely
Stabbing judgement feels like poison ivy
Don't really want to go outside
Behind a desktop you'll spend your time
I can't take this pressure, I'm breaking
I'm in the cold, on my own, just shaking
You wouldn't stop till you're in my head
So little use so I might as well drop dead"
But he's on the bus to work again
All those hollowed eyes on these empty words
Really sorry to say this but the truth it hurts
You stare the grave robber in his eyes
Quiet empty rooms and you're wondering why
You stare the grave robber in his eyes
How wrong you were to idolise
Don't be scared of my online ranting
Guess I'm just tired of the facebook politics
Oh hold my hand, givе me peace of mind
Whеn you're to blame for this whole decline
I can't take this pressure, I'm breaking
I'm in the cold, on my own, just shaking
You wouldn't stop till you're in my head
So little use so I might as well drop dead
The false face on screen thought his life would change
But he's on the bus to work again
All those hollowed eyes on these empty words
Really sorry to say this but the truth it hurts
Yeah the truth it hurts
You stare the grave robber in his eyes
Quiet empty rooms and you're wondering why
Never expected you to play so nicely
Stabbing judgement feels like poison ivy
Don't really want to go outside
Behind a desktop you'll spend your time
I can't take this pressure, I'm breaking
I'm in the cold, on my own, just shaking
You wouldn't stop till you're in my head
So little use so I might as well drop dead"
( The fox hunt )
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