First Class Suicide Songtext
von Hollywood Undead
First Class Suicide Songtext
I set a flame to watch it burn
In this game, it′s my turn
Hit my line, 1800, crucify
You're feeling me like a needle in your eye
Lies, lust, shit′s too real
You feel the bounce from the back as I hitting the steel
I got a ounce in the sack, back to the last meal
The war broke out, no need to conceal
I got a front-row seat to watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It's the first-class suicide
Grab the kerosene, let's watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It′s the first-class suicide
187 to everybody that ain′t us
Swerving, Mac-11 and bourbon
American gun, but the tank is German
Serving, the opposition is hurting
Adrenaline that'll straight kill a virgin
Suicidal, just a touch of Cobain
And then I missed the 27 club, years of pain
I′mma cut my heart out on heaven's gates and drain
All my fucking blood, and I′mma make it rain
On all you wicked, you can only dream of the divine
'Cause that voice inside your head paved the road to your demise
Now the streets can run with blood, but least they′re painted gold
Let's just watch it burn, it's getting fucking cold
I got a front-row seat to watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It′s the first-class suicide
Grab the kerosene, let′s watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It's the first-class suicide
It′s the first-class suicide
It's hard to make amends when the ending is left to me
And there′s nowhere left to go and no way I can let you leave
When the world comes crashing down, it gets harder to let you breathe
I don't wanna go to war, but it′s sort of my destiny
And there ain't no place to hide 'cause I′ll find you eventually
It gets hard to say goodbye ′cause I'll die with my enemies
Suicidal tendencies, it feels like it was meant to be
When it′s time to send you home, then this bullet will set you free
I got a front-row seat to watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It's the first-class suicide
Grab the kerosene, let′s watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It's the first-class suicide
In this game, it′s my turn
Hit my line, 1800, crucify
You're feeling me like a needle in your eye
Lies, lust, shit′s too real
You feel the bounce from the back as I hitting the steel
I got a ounce in the sack, back to the last meal
The war broke out, no need to conceal
I got a front-row seat to watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It's the first-class suicide
Grab the kerosene, let's watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It′s the first-class suicide
187 to everybody that ain′t us
Swerving, Mac-11 and bourbon
American gun, but the tank is German
Serving, the opposition is hurting
Adrenaline that'll straight kill a virgin
Suicidal, just a touch of Cobain
And then I missed the 27 club, years of pain
I′mma cut my heart out on heaven's gates and drain
All my fucking blood, and I′mma make it rain
On all you wicked, you can only dream of the divine
'Cause that voice inside your head paved the road to your demise
Now the streets can run with blood, but least they′re painted gold
Let's just watch it burn, it's getting fucking cold
I got a front-row seat to watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It′s the first-class suicide
Grab the kerosene, let′s watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It's the first-class suicide
It′s the first-class suicide
It's hard to make amends when the ending is left to me
And there′s nowhere left to go and no way I can let you leave
When the world comes crashing down, it gets harder to let you breathe
I don't wanna go to war, but it′s sort of my destiny
And there ain't no place to hide 'cause I′ll find you eventually
It gets hard to say goodbye ′cause I'll die with my enemies
Suicidal tendencies, it feels like it was meant to be
When it′s time to send you home, then this bullet will set you free
I got a front-row seat to watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It's the first-class suicide
Grab the kerosene, let′s watch it burn
Not everybody gets to see the end of the world
Sit back and enjoy the ride
It's the first-class suicide
Writer(s): Erik Ron, George Ragan, Matthew Cullen, Dylan Alvarez, Jordon Terrell, Daniel Murillo, Jorel Decker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com