Текст песни Damn The Man, Save The Empire - Pierce the Veil

Take 4679, part two, hour eight, hour eight

Yeah

Heaven is a place here on your floor
I'm falling off the carpet edge, and it's a long way down, down
I laid before the monuments of love
Now I'm buried underneath them
So maybe when we're old or dead, then we could all hang out
But probably not

No one likes this anyway, anyway, anyway
No one likes this anyway, anyway
So tell me what I want, and only what I want
Tell me what I want to hear now

Now

You only see the dark side of my love (love)
A fetish for the afterlife, and dented microphones sharp enough to cut
Now our lips are bleeding from the touch
But you don't see the difference between the color of the dry blood and the rust (let's go)

Well, so, tell me what I want, only what I want
Tell me what I want to hear (now)
Tell me what I want, only what I want
Tell me what I want to hear

What if I told you I'm phasing out
And I'm not wearing any skin?
I hope you leave a scar
Or can we just get deeper

Heaven is a place we can't afford
Life goes on and on
The breeze feels nice
Maybe I should find that I have a ride 'cause

No one likes us anyway, anyway, anyway
No one likes this anyway, anyway

Tell me what I want, only what I want
Tell me what I want to hear
Tell me what I want, and only what I want
Tell me what I want to hear