Get Dead or Die Trying Songtext
von The Rotted

Despite the curse inside, I′m out on the street
No shirt on my back, no shoes on my feet
I'm not the victim, I′m the one that's to blame
Never repented, all I tried's to change
This is the life I′ve chosen, it′s who I am
Admiring heads with a spliff and a can
As I free up my matter, they look on repulsed
Filling my sinuses as my body convulses
Twenty pence inside a bottle of lightning
I'm gonna get dead or I′m gonna die trying
No one is up or in danger, not staining
A drink of this quality forbids life sustaining
New collared neck that's dripping off of my tongue
Filthy grey smoke, just for two unfulfilled lungs
Chained to my own six foot shit and piss Shivering in terror, I wait for this mess
As I free up my matter, they look on repulsed
Filling my sinuses as my body convulses
Twenty pence inside a bottle of lightning
I′m gonna get dead or I'm gonna die trying
Dramatic substance is what I crave and I hunger
Big chewable, left to rot in the gutter
Twenty pence inside a bottle of lightning
I′m gonna get dead or I'm gonna die trying
As I free up my matter, they look on repulsed
Filling my sinuses as my body convulses
Twenty pence inside a bottle of lightning
I'm gonna get dead or I′m gonna die trying
I′m beat!