Texty:
Sleeping With Sirens You Kill Me In A Good Way

harder you push away. Oh baby, yeah baby, it kills me. You said it, you said it I'll take you at your word. These promises that you can't keep, it's

with us Cause in my dream we had guns blowin up the helicopters Bailed in the White House, deep Caught you-know-who in his motherfuckin sleep You comin back with

You think for yourself now You cry by yourself now Because you want to be let down You're a martyr with guest lists You'll never make a birthday wish

. You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me

with your mind When you sleep inside I can take you away To a better place, to a better time I can take you away To a better place Let's talk about

we all gettin' older quick. (quick!) You roll with me you hold a clip Keep your movin' militant you won't get hit - victim to a open strip. [gunshot] {

-A-Vel: hear the sirens and ambulance) [Shake-A-Vel:] Be on my pedigree, Shake-A-Velly ghetto celebrity Been On Point since the '80's, what you telling me

town Ready to get beat down with bats and chains [Boogy Nikke] Now you can tell there's a time on a brother if you wanna now be willing to face the consequences