Rip (duskcore remix) Songtext
Did my back hurt your knife?
Do you think you're bulletproof?
Go chat shit all you like
You and I both know the truth
Plot twist
I don't give 2 shits
About you
Or whether you exist
Tripping if you think
Do you think you're bulletproof?
Go chat shit all you like
You and I both know the truth
Plot twist
I don't give 2 shits
About you
Or whether you exist
Tripping if you think
They'll be a happy ending
Still alive
But you're dead to me
There's voices in my head
That will never leave
Wish I could forget
All these memories
I don't know why you keep
Digging your own grave
No remedy
Out your fucking mind
In a fantasy
Your therapist is gonna
Need some therapy
You and me are done
So see you later punk
R.I.P.
In a bit mate It's been fun
In a near-death kind of way
But it's people like you darling
That give humans a bad name
Plot twist
I don't give two shits
About you
Or whether you exist
Tripping if you think
There'll be a happy ending
Still alive
But you're dead to me
There's voices in my head
That will never leave
Wish I could forget
All these memories
I don't know why you keep
Digging your own grave
No remedy
Out your fucking mind
In a fantasy
Your therapist is gonna
Need some therapy
You and me are done
So see you later punk
R.I.P.
Yeah see you later punk
R.I.P.
Make me the villain if you want
Guess there's no cure for a [?]
So keep your name out my mouth
Because I wouldn't wanna smash
That pretty glass house
Still alive
But you're dead to me
A parasite
Your'e a heart disease
So stay the fuck away from me
No there's no remedy
Out your fucking mind
In a fantasy
Think your therapist will
Need therapy
But you and me are done
So see you later creep
R.I.P.
Yeah see you later punk
R.I.P.
So see you later punk
R.I.P.
Still alive
But you're dead to me
There's voices in my head
That will never leave
Wish I could forget
All these memories
I don't know why you keep
Digging your own grave
No remedy
Out your fucking mind
In a fantasy
Your therapist is gonna
Need some therapy
You and me are done
So see you later punk
R.I.P.
In a bit mate It's been fun
In a near-death kind of way
But it's people like you darling
That give humans a bad name
Plot twist
I don't give two shits
About you
Or whether you exist
Tripping if you think
There'll be a happy ending
Still alive
But you're dead to me
There's voices in my head
That will never leave
Wish I could forget
All these memories
I don't know why you keep
Digging your own grave
No remedy
Out your fucking mind
In a fantasy
Your therapist is gonna
Need some therapy
You and me are done
So see you later punk
R.I.P.
Yeah see you later punk
R.I.P.
Make me the villain if you want
Guess there's no cure for a [?]
So keep your name out my mouth
Because I wouldn't wanna smash
That pretty glass house
Still alive
But you're dead to me
A parasite
Your'e a heart disease
So stay the fuck away from me
No there's no remedy
Out your fucking mind
In a fantasy
Think your therapist will
Need therapy
But you and me are done
So see you later creep
R.I.P.
Yeah see you later punk
R.I.P.
So see you later punk
R.I.P.
