[Verse 1]
Dropped the bomb on you last week
Dancing with the skeletons in my closet
Back then years ago
I wanted to fly
Maybe crash my funeral
Now I dont give a fuck
You think im redeemable?
That would make God and the devil laugh
[Chorus]
You start running
While I am bleeding out
Like a mistake you were trying to run from
Saying goodbye is the easiest thing for you
When theres nothing to feel
Pushed me to the limit
Cracked rose vase has no use
Why try to preserve the dead?
[Verse 2]
You'd think you'd know me that well
But you'll just walk past me if i fell
Even if i was bleeding out
Hell i'll even stab my gut to test it out
Why you so pressed?
You fell for the psycho
Looking so distressed?
I should be impressed by you for making it this far
Put you in the trunk as i drive away drinking
[Chorus]
You start running
While I am bleeding out
Like a mistake you were trying to run from
Saying goodbye is the easiest thing for you
When theres nothing to feel
Pushed me to the limit
Cracked rose vase has no use
Why try to preserve the dead?
[Verse 3]
I pick and choose what to use
A blown fuse
What have i got to lose?
No Conscience
Feeling unconscious from starving
How you been? Anything happen?
I lost everything (got nothing else to lose right?)
You think i haven't tried to die?
The cries are drowned out with determination
hear the shadows talking?
Maybe they know the truth
[Chorus]
You start running
While I am bleeding out
Like a mistake you were tryingto run from
Saying goodbye is the easiest thing for you
When theres nothing to feel
Pushed me to the limit
Cracked rose vase has no use
Why try to preserve the dead?
[Bridge]
There won't be a tomorrow for me
One last hit (Whoa Whoa)
One last drink
Going all in again and try to win something
Adrenaline keeping me alive
[Final Chorus]
You start running (Whoa whoa)
While I am bleeding out (bleeding)
Like a mistake you were trying to run from
Saying goodbye is the easiest thing for you
When theres nothing to feel (Whoa whoa)
Pushed me to the limit
Cracked rose vase has no use
Why try to preserve the dead?
I picked up the pieces of my mind
But you just trampled on them again
Horchata