Song | Daydream |
Artist | Heart To Heart |
Album | Dulce |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There’s no more holding on. | |
No more holding back. | |
You’re just in time for my final act. | |
There’s a knife, there’s a gun, | |
I’ve got some pills and some booze, | |
Tie myself to train tracks, | |
Or hang from a noose. | |
Either way, this will all be over soon. | |
The next time you see me, | |
I’ll be on the evening news. | |
I’m wide awake | |
I’m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever. | |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There’s a wake. | |
Closed casket, open seats, with black roses surrounding a picture of me. | |
My mother. | |
The only one who weeps over a tombstone that reads, | |
“Out of his misery.” | |
I’m wide awake | |
I’m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever. | |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There’s no life flashing before my eyes. | |
I’m dying to see the other side. | |
You did this to me. | |
You’ll see. | |
You’ll be sorry. | |
I’m wide awake | |
I’m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever. | |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There’s no life flashing before my eyes. | |
I’m dying to see the other side. | |
You did this to me. | |
You’ll see. | |
You’ll be sorry. |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There' s no more holding on. | |
No more holding back. | |
You' re just in time for my final act. | |
There' s a knife, there' s a gun, | |
I' ve got some pills and some booze, | |
Tie myself to train tracks, | |
Or hang from a noose. | |
Either way, this will all be over soon. | |
The next time you see me, | |
I' ll be on the evening news. | |
I' m wide awake | |
I' m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever. | |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There' s a wake. | |
Closed casket, open seats, with black roses surrounding a picture of me. | |
My mother. | |
The only one who weeps over a tombstone that reads, | |
" Out of his misery." | |
I' m wide awake | |
I' m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever. | |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There' s no life flashing before my eyes. | |
I' m dying to see the other side. | |
You did this to me. | |
You' ll see. | |
You' ll be sorry. | |
I' m wide awake | |
I' m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever. | |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There' s no life flashing before my eyes. | |
I' m dying to see the other side. | |
You did this to me. | |
You' ll see. | |
You' ll be sorry. |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There' s no more holding on. | |
No more holding back. | |
You' re just in time for my final act. | |
There' s a knife, there' s a gun, | |
I' ve got some pills and some booze, | |
Tie myself to train tracks, | |
Or hang from a noose. | |
Either way, this will all be over soon. | |
The next time you see me, | |
I' ll be on the evening news. | |
I' m wide awake | |
I' m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever. | |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There' s a wake. | |
Closed casket, open seats, with black roses surrounding a picture of me. | |
My mother. | |
The only one who weeps over a tombstone that reads, | |
" Out of his misery." | |
I' m wide awake | |
I' m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever. | |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There' s no life flashing before my eyes. | |
I' m dying to see the other side. | |
You did this to me. | |
You' ll see. | |
You' ll be sorry. | |
I' m wide awake | |
I' m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever. | |
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure. | |
There' s no life flashing before my eyes. | |
I' m dying to see the other side. | |
You did this to me. | |
You' ll see. | |
You' ll be sorry. |