Second Best Songtext
von In Dying Arms

I refuse to be second best
I′ve been picking these bullets out my chest
I can't die
I can′t die
But you suck the life out of me
Fuck you
I can't breathe with your guilt wrapped around my neck
I can't breathe with your guilt wrapped around my neck
You lie so elegant as the dress falls from your waist
Your lips touch my fingertips
Can I get a taste?


Your dress hits the floor
This is me asking for more
Clinching my fist
I′m holding back but I can′t resist
You say that I'm the one?
You′ve been added to the list
Choke on me
As your dress hits the floor
This is me asking for more
I refuse to be second best
I refuse to be second best