DeathCalls

SESH

Back on the road, bag full of dough

Baguettes pressed to white gold

Ice in my bourbon, ice in my soul

Ice on the road, drive slow

Diamonds glow, dying slow

Shit rough but I'm alright though

I can act like it's all I want

But death calls and I'm rushing to the phone

It's tragic, dial tone static

You hung up now I'm in the wrong

You hate me I knew it all along

I'm anxious to say to call it off

I can't bear to wait another dawn

Moon gone but the stars still above

I'm waiting, times are changing

And you did it I hate to jump the gun

But you forced me, baby you endorsed it

I'm gone and my nervous system numb

But in the dark I finally miss the sun

Press SESH and witness the pistol bump

I'm frozen and call me Mister– What?

Ten Below I'm cold I'm heating up

They die then you know the–

If they die then you know the reason's

Trying, I'll try, but it's never good enough

Shit will never work out, shit will never work out

No matter what the fuck I do

Trying, I'll try, but it's never good enough

Shit will never work out, shit will never work out

No matter what the fuck I do

DUNGEON