Bailey Rubin Songtext
von Funeral Language

Oh here we go again
Left with nothing but the fate of your judgement
I liked us better when we were off medication
Bottoms up I guess
Drink, fuck, drink, fuck, and repeat it
Through the ashes
Through the screaming
I′m here to remind you, Bailey

This is your ruin
This is your ruin

At the end of the day
I wanna see what the fuck you've got
Cause if it wasn′t for me
You would have been six feet down by now

Get fucked
Say it again, louder
Get fucked
Get fucked like the way you wanted me to


I know you think that I am constantly wrong
Truth is I'm rightfully shamed
There is a point where things become what they're not
And I think you′re right at the edge
Hold the mirror up to your face

This is the end
I′ve got a bullet and some bad luck
And I'm coming to clean up my mess
I hope it ends with a cheap fuck
A disgusting parade
At least now one of us will sleep sound
Probably, probably me
It′s not the ending you wanting
But it's what you′ll receive

This isn't what you wanted
But it′s what you'll receive
I guess it's all or nothing
And nothing′s coming for me
It′s coming for me
It's coming for me

Oh, Bailey
Count your god damn days