Oh the terror of the ticking and the time
Dig up the graves and then try to make it rhyme
You’d think by now I would have seen it as a sign
But I am all of this. All this.
Lay me in the dirt and let the flowers grow
Ive been pretending that Im good at letting go
But will I ever really want to say no
To all of this? All this.
When I die
When I die
When I die again
I’ll try
I’ll try
I’ll try again
Like a video game
Like a video game
The more it hurts then the tighter I will hold
My idle hands have been busy with my soul
Found me a child and it left me as a whore
Forgive this forgiveness.
And when I felt it kiss I really should have known
That I would let you in and hope you take it all
Because when you hold me its too easy to ignore
All this. All this.
Because when I die
When I die
When I die again
I’ll try
I’ll try
I’ll try again
Like a video game
Like a video game
When I die
When I die
When I die again
I’ll try
I’ll try
I’ll try again
When I die
When I die
When I die again
Like a video game
Like a video game
(When I die, well when I die, when I die…)
When I die
When I die
When I die again
I’ll try
I’ll try
I’ll try again
Like a video game
Like a video game
When I die
When I die
When I die again
I’ll try
I’ll try
I’ll try again
Because when I die
When I die
When I die again
Like a video game
Like a video game
When I die
When I die
When I die again
I’ll try
I’ll try
I’ll try again
Like a video game
Like a video game
When I die
When I die
When I die again
I’ll try
I’ll try
I’ll try again
Like a video game
Like a video game
Other lyrics by Sick Joy:
All Damage
I fell hard into a neon love Every time I touch it It just burns me up Chasing dragons Dancing for rain Feel it bite you And there goes the pain I know that I know it but …
Anything Goes
Let my brain breathe in the midnight Let my footprints pick my next fight How’d I get here? Watch me disappear I guess Im not alright Bleaching my veins and my halo Keep …
Cinnamon Burn
With a bloodshot heart I tried sleeping you off No point pretending that I’ve had enough Just end up dreaming I’m getting you off. I let you kiss my scars I let you open …
Death Scene (More Forever)
And maybe we could keep our mouth shut And maybe we should dance half cut We don’t need a thing except the pity and the shame We could find the buzz in the pain Fuck on …
Gone Missing
No sleep No food No water No high No low No muddy water Hibernating As Im wide awake No rush No place No other No light No son And no daughter Hibernating As Im wide …