DEAD OR ALIVE Songtext
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DEAD OR ALIVE Songtext
I don′t fuck with nobody
Well, myself is enough
Always late to the party
Wonder why
I got bad enemies
Teaming up the 3ein
It's when I′m back on my shit
And more than alive
That they want me dead
Alright, right
Right
They want me dead, they want me dead
They blowing candles, burning sage
It's not a myth, that I got a skin
Thicker than fairytales they're writing
They want me dead, they want me dead
They′re sticking puppets, making prayers
I fear no dеmon
I′m finna walk back, on burning bridges
Then go to hell
Oh shit, man he dead (oh shit)
It's not me, it′s my Jekyll
I try to hide it on my face
I'm nice
Oh shit, man he dead (oh shit, man he dead)
Walking over corpses
I′ma just clean it all, ok (clean it all)
Alright, right
Right
(Strava, Strava, Strava)
Man still on a mission
I'm trying to wash up my sins
Too much on the way, I wait for no angel
I say I′m alive, I know it's a lie
Most times feeling like
My life isn't mine
There′s too much on the way, none left on the plate
Murder, meditate, and then call it a day
There′s too much on the way, still trynna find a way
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
Well, myself is enough
Always late to the party
Wonder why
I got bad enemies
Teaming up the 3ein
It's when I′m back on my shit
And more than alive
That they want me dead
Alright, right
Right
They want me dead, they want me dead
They blowing candles, burning sage
It's not a myth, that I got a skin
Thicker than fairytales they're writing
They want me dead, they want me dead
They′re sticking puppets, making prayers
I fear no dеmon
I′m finna walk back, on burning bridges
Then go to hell
Oh shit, man he dead (oh shit)
It's not me, it′s my Jekyll
I try to hide it on my face
I'm nice
Oh shit, man he dead (oh shit, man he dead)
Walking over corpses
I′ma just clean it all, ok (clean it all)
Alright, right
Right
(Strava, Strava, Strava)
Man still on a mission
I'm trying to wash up my sins
Too much on the way, I wait for no angel
I say I′m alive, I know it's a lie
Most times feeling like
My life isn't mine
There′s too much on the way, none left on the plate
Murder, meditate, and then call it a day
There′s too much on the way, still trynna find a way
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
FREE ME
Writer(s): Luis Witkiewitz, Axel Benamar, Riles Kacimi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com