Song | Everybody Wants You (Dead). |
Artist | The Agonist |
Album | Prisoners |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
You did me wrong! | |
Yeah, you screwed me | |
But – guess what! | |
I win, you lose | |
How funny, what you show when you’ve got nothing to prove | |
Everybody wants you? | |
Everybody wants you dead | |
But I want you right here | |
To see your face when you’ve got no one left | |
Sticky fingers touch the treetops... | |
Could we collapse them with one slip? | |
Can you really swear by a reality where miles are measured by inch? | |
Tonight we are two, dipping toes in flooding puddles | |
Programmed romance makes us shudder, pictures never grow old | |
Obviously dusting powdery days off your skin, | |
Familiar eyes are rabid, transplanted to a stranger’s skull | |
How am I to keep you happy, healthy and strongwhen you harbor such infection, such scar tissue in your bones | |
I didn’t think dysplasia would so affect it | |
You know, tonight there is a crime to commit | |
I’m thinking it through – | |
I’m convinced it’s true | |
You’re the beach of my attention but the tide is coming in | |
Will you buckle down like barnacles, a one-time contagion? | |
Will you passively wade away like layers of pollution? | |
Or will you still be holding your breath when tides go out again? | |
What happened to what you thought of me? | |
I shattered all the imagery | |
The pretense was a forgery – | |
I really am what | |
I presentYou know, tonight there’s a crime to commitand | |
I’m the criminal, victim and punishment |
You did me wrong! | |
Yeah, you screwed me | |
But guess what! | |
I win, you lose | |
How funny, what you show when you' ve got nothing to prove | |
Everybody wants you? | |
Everybody wants you dead | |
But I want you right here | |
To see your face when you' ve got no one left | |
Sticky fingers touch the treetops... | |
Could we collapse them with one slip? | |
Can you really swear by a reality where miles are measured by inch? | |
Tonight we are two, dipping toes in flooding puddles | |
Programmed romance makes us shudder, pictures never grow old | |
Obviously dusting powdery days off your skin, | |
Familiar eyes are rabid, transplanted to a stranger' s skull | |
How am I to keep you happy, healthy and strongwhen you harbor such infection, such scar tissue in your bones | |
I didn' t think dysplasia would so affect it | |
You know, tonight there is a crime to commit | |
I' m thinking it through | |
I' m convinced it' s true | |
You' re the beach of my attention but the tide is coming in | |
Will you buckle down like barnacles, a onetime contagion? | |
Will you passively wade away like layers of pollution? | |
Or will you still be holding your breath when tides go out again? | |
What happened to what you thought of me? | |
I shattered all the imagery | |
The pretense was a forgery | |
I really am what | |
I presentYou know, tonight there' s a crime to commitand | |
I' m the criminal, victim and punishment |
You did me wrong! | |
Yeah, you screwed me | |
But guess what! | |
I win, you lose | |
How funny, what you show when you' ve got nothing to prove | |
Everybody wants you? | |
Everybody wants you dead | |
But I want you right here | |
To see your face when you' ve got no one left | |
Sticky fingers touch the treetops... | |
Could we collapse them with one slip? | |
Can you really swear by a reality where miles are measured by inch? | |
Tonight we are two, dipping toes in flooding puddles | |
Programmed romance makes us shudder, pictures never grow old | |
Obviously dusting powdery days off your skin, | |
Familiar eyes are rabid, transplanted to a stranger' s skull | |
How am I to keep you happy, healthy and strongwhen you harbor such infection, such scar tissue in your bones | |
I didn' t think dysplasia would so affect it | |
You know, tonight there is a crime to commit | |
I' m thinking it through | |
I' m convinced it' s true | |
You' re the beach of my attention but the tide is coming in | |
Will you buckle down like barnacles, a onetime contagion? | |
Will you passively wade away like layers of pollution? | |
Or will you still be holding your breath when tides go out again? | |
What happened to what you thought of me? | |
I shattered all the imagery | |
The pretense was a forgery | |
I really am what | |
I presentYou know, tonight there' s a crime to commitand | |
I' m the criminal, victim and punishment |