Deathbed Sorrows Songtext
von Death In The Afternoon

So you rebel till time will tell
Or when you have been seen
Post in on your socials
To live the punk fitted dream
Then you wake up to another day
Eating breakfast free
Not everyday is a battle
Just meaningless as you seem to be
Aha, Truest form of being a hypocrite
Aha, Falling apart while faking it
Everyone will just find out, for that I′m certain without doubt
Selling dirt as remedies for simple hurt, will never ever work!
Casting blame, preaching shame
Till everybody knows


You're the king of righteousness
Everyone needs to follow
Helping right, killing left
Doesn′t matter right
As long as you keep hiding theft
And keeping up the fight!
Aha, Truest form of being a hypocrite
Aha, Falling apart while faking it
Everyone will just find out, for that I'm certain without doubt
Selling dirt as remedies for simple hurt, will never ever work!
Sellin lies, hateful lies, you're thinking you′re the pope
Haven′te quite figured out they will hang you by the rope
Once they do, and they will, they'll be going for the kill
Save your sorrows, no tomorrow, time to reap what has been sowed