Текст песни Dying, Bet it - Cam Ezra

Yeah your love so sugar sweet
Now I'm diabetic
String me to your wires
All my moves you plan em

We can have some sharp love
But you quick, sand em
Say you need time time time

Feeling so organic
Forearm to the table
Walked into my life and
Now my legs are feeling stable
Turning through these pages
Was it all a fable
How can you read my mind

Sound these alarms cause Im running inside
Into a space that you'll never find
Im hearing your footsteps closing behind
Im out of breath now no words to find I'm

Burning out candles up on my mantle
You are a vandal this was a scandal
Yellow tape outlines the past that you handled

You flip flop all your stories get caught
Wearing sandals in shambles
Loaded gun at everyone like you was Rambo
Need ammo
Contour was your camo
A rando will handle
Become just a sample
Book of lies, sympathize
Look away, avoid the eyes

Play this back just to remind
You stalk your prey found blood inside
Your shirt stained red don't recognize
You sink your teeth its dinner time
I hope you don't get trapped inside
Hope you get to realize
Hope you make it to the light
I hope you make it out alive

Yeah your love so sugar sweet
Now I'm diabetic
String me to your wires
All my moves you plan em

We can have some sharp love
But you quick, sand em
Say you need time time time

Feeling so organic
Forearm to the table
Popped into my life and
Now my legs are feeling stable
Turning through these pages
Was it all a fable

How can you read my mind
Sound these alarms cause Im running inside
Into a space that you'll never find
Im hearing your footsteps closing behind
Im out of breath now no words to find

Burning out candles up on my mantle
You are a vandal this was a scandal
Yellow tape outlines the past that you handled