Dead for a Reason by Red Hour Lyrics
A lesson better lived than learned
I'm fighting through the hell i earned
And i think I'm waiting for something to burn
To burn me, yeah
I’ve been lost in sanity
I cannot feel, I cannot understand
How everything keeps crumbling in my hands
And when I feel that desperate air
I feel the desperate burning flair
Of all I loved just disappear
And I’m made for the abuse
Bitch I’m made to ruin you
Made to ruin everything I ever knew
A lesson better lived than learned
I'm fighting through the hell i earned
And i think I'm waiting for something to burn
And when I feel that desperate air
I feel the desperate burning flair
Of all I loved just disappear
And I’m made for the abuse
I’m made to ruin you
Made to ruin everything I ever knew
So chew the bitter noose
Burn all the masks that have all failed you
It’s the only way you’re getting out alive
I’m sick of this, I'm sick of you
Let me show you all the fucking hell I’ve been through
And when you see my face
You'll see the truth
So you know it when I'm fucking coming up behind you
Burn through your riches
Your home and your ditches
Reclaiming that throne in your hell —
Begging and screaming
Your pleas and your breathing
Get weaker and weaker
I am your filth
I am your guilt
I am the voice seething and living in you
I'm fighting through the hell i earned
And i think I'm waiting for something to burn
To burn me, yeah
I’ve been lost in sanity
I cannot feel, I cannot understand
How everything keeps crumbling in my hands
And when I feel that desperate air
I feel the desperate burning flair
Of all I loved just disappear
And I’m made for the abuse
Bitch I’m made to ruin you
Made to ruin everything I ever knew
A lesson better lived than learned
I'm fighting through the hell i earned
And i think I'm waiting for something to burn
And when I feel that desperate air
I feel the desperate burning flair
Of all I loved just disappear
And I’m made for the abuse
I’m made to ruin you
Made to ruin everything I ever knew
So chew the bitter noose
Burn all the masks that have all failed you
It’s the only way you’re getting out alive
I’m sick of this, I'm sick of you
Let me show you all the fucking hell I’ve been through
And when you see my face
You'll see the truth
So you know it when I'm fucking coming up behind you
Burn through your riches
Your home and your ditches
Reclaiming that throne in your hell —
Begging and screaming
Your pleas and your breathing
Get weaker and weaker
I am your filth
I am your guilt
I am the voice seething and living in you