Adrenachromatic by Thomas Erak Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Ready for anything, (Ready for truth)
Ready to win, ready to lose
Ready to fall, ready to fail, ready to kill, ready to die, (ready to shoot)
Push comes to shove
(Shove it all deep down inside)
Gonna get up, gonna get in
Gonna give up the ghost and embrace all my sins
We’ve been, waiting, price inflating
Ego fading, one day maybe
(Chorus)
But Don’t get your hopes up!
I won’t hold my breathe!
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(Verse 2)
Jonesing, craving, salivating
Comedown, caving, one day we’ll learn...
(Chorus 2)
But don’t get your hopes up!
I won’t hold my breathе!
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Don’t get your hopes up!
(Bridge)
You brought a knifе to a gunfight
(How embarrassing!)
I would have given my right arm to’ve seen look on your face
Your reputation on the line like that and everything?
It must’ve been synethetic to’ve seen you put in your
(Chorus 3)
But don’t get your hopes up!
I won’t hold my breathe!
—————————————
Don’t get your hopes up!
Again! Again! Again! (Again!)
(Monologue)
Everytime... Everytime with this guy
Every single time... I swear...
I swear on my Grandfather’s life, death, and grave
For someone who’s “been there” and “done that”, You sure come off a bit ignorant
At least from where I sit...
Now
The way I see it
This is gonna end up one of two ways
And I’ve already given up enough of my time, to let you waste another minute of my day
So call a spade, a spade
Or maybe you should leave
And stay the hell away
If I see you around here again
You’re gonna lose a hell of a lot more than just face
Cause round here, in these parts
With these people, with my friends
You’re nothing, you’re no one
You aren’t welcome. You’re pretend
You’re a no good
Run down
Back stabbing
Yellow belly
Low life
Cheap skate
Narcissist with bad taste
And I can’t, in good faith, just sit here and watch while you suck up the air in the room
I’d rather play hop scotch in a traffic jam
Or throw shade at a dead man
Cause in your case, I’m positive
You’re digging your own grave!!
You bury yourself alive!
You bury yourself alive!
Cat’s got your tongue…
Ready for anything, (Ready for truth)
Ready to win, ready to lose
Ready to fall, ready to fail, ready to kill, ready to die, (ready to shoot)
Push comes to shove
(Shove it all deep down inside)
Gonna get up, gonna get in
Gonna give up the ghost and embrace all my sins
We’ve been, waiting, price inflating
Ego fading, one day maybe
(Chorus)
But Don’t get your hopes up!
I won’t hold my breathe!
—————————————
(Verse 2)
Jonesing, craving, salivating
Comedown, caving, one day we’ll learn...
(Chorus 2)
But don’t get your hopes up!
I won’t hold my breathе!
—————————————
Don’t get your hopes up!
(Bridge)
You brought a knifе to a gunfight
(How embarrassing!)
I would have given my right arm to’ve seen look on your face
Your reputation on the line like that and everything?
It must’ve been synethetic to’ve seen you put in your
(Chorus 3)
But don’t get your hopes up!
I won’t hold my breathe!
—————————————
Don’t get your hopes up!
Again! Again! Again! (Again!)
(Monologue)
Everytime... Everytime with this guy
Every single time... I swear...
I swear on my Grandfather’s life, death, and grave
For someone who’s “been there” and “done that”, You sure come off a bit ignorant
At least from where I sit...
Now
The way I see it
This is gonna end up one of two ways
And I’ve already given up enough of my time, to let you waste another minute of my day
So call a spade, a spade
Or maybe you should leave
And stay the hell away
If I see you around here again
You’re gonna lose a hell of a lot more than just face
Cause round here, in these parts
With these people, with my friends
You’re nothing, you’re no one
You aren’t welcome. You’re pretend
You’re a no good
Run down
Back stabbing
Yellow belly
Low life
Cheap skate
Narcissist with bad taste
And I can’t, in good faith, just sit here and watch while you suck up the air in the room
I’d rather play hop scotch in a traffic jam
Or throw shade at a dead man
Cause in your case, I’m positive
You’re digging your own grave!!
You bury yourself alive!
You bury yourself alive!
Cat’s got your tongue…