Choke Songtext
von Dead American

I think a lot about the words I know that we both let go unsaid
I found myself feeling every word
The weight of my regrets

No more regrets
No more words left to leave unsaid
To a bitter end
Because you won′t speak to me

We should fight until this feeling's dead
We should fight until there′s nothing left to give
When nothing's left, there's no regrets

I hope you choke before you come to your senses
What′s done is done, get over it
But I get the feeling you won′t let go of it
Get it off your chest, I'm sick of you second-guessing it


We lie, we cheat, we steal, we blame and then we leave
Then find our way to get right back in to end up on our knees
Practice the words you preach
Give fucking everything, to the bitter end

Stand for something

We should fight until this feeling′s come and went
We should fight until there's nothing left to give
Nothing left
No regret

I hope you choke before you come to your senses
What′s done is done, get over it
But I get the feeling you won't let go of it
Get it off your chest, I′m sick of you second-guessing it

Why don't you just say what needs to be said?
I'll never know what goes on in your head

I hope you choke before you come to your senses (I hope you choke)
What′s done is done, get over it
But I get the feeling you won′t let go of it
Get it off your chest, I'm sick of you second-guessing it