Cause everybody's on drugs
Kill yourself is what they said to me
I'm already dead, just differently
They say God is real, I disagree
Cause everybody's on drugs
Kill yourself is what they said to me
I'm already dead, just differently
They say God is real, I disagree
Cause if that were true, then we'd all be free, all be free, ya, ya
Running from something that's killing me
Dealing with such an uncomfortable feeling
Beginning to feel the hostility from my ability
Of slowly becoming the villain
I just wanna thank all my fans especially
Without you is the death of me
I don't consider myself a celebrity
But I'll be doing this shit till I'm 70
This is my destiny, this is the best of me
It's an incredible feeling to grow
Letting it go, I'm letting you know
We're killing ourselves on the low
[Pre-Chorus: Ronnie Radke]
Everybody wants some, everybody gets none from me
[Chorus: Ronnie Radke]
Cause everybody's on drugs
It's hard to believe, the American dream is a killing machine
We're all falling in love with a new disease
If it's killing you, then it's murdering me
It's all getting so unbelievable
We're having so much fun, staring down a loaded gun
And you don't see that it's killing you
Cause everybody's on drugs
[Verse 2: Ronnie Radke]
Save yourself is what I'm telling you
Cause nobody else really has a clue
Into your veins, vein, like heroin
Accept the pain, pain just to feel again, feel again
[Pre-Chorus: Ronnie Radke]
Everybody wants some, everybody gets none from me
[Chorus: Ronnie Radke]
Cause everybody's on drugs
It's hard to believe, the American dream is a killing machine
We're all falling in love with a new disease
If it's killing you, then it's murdering me
It's all getting so unbelievable
We're having so much fun, staring down a loaded gun
And you don't see that it's killing you
[Breakdown: Corey Taylor with Ronnie Radke]
Everybody is dead from the neck up
Tryna keep their heads up, searching for a way out
This is a dying nation, so complacent
Spirits need awakened, what are we waiting for?
Fuck, die
Just die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, die
[Interlude: Ronnie Radke]
Cause everybody's on drugs
The American dream is a killing machine
Everybody's on drugs
If it's killing you
[Chorus: Ronnie Radke]
It's so fucking unbelievable
We're having so much fun, staring down a loaded gun
And you don't see that it's killing you
Cause everybody's on drugs
[Outro: Ronnie Radke]
Cause everybody's on drugs
Cause everybody's on drugs
Cause everybody's on drugs
Uzrok svatko je na drogama
Ubiti sebe je ono što mi je rekao
Ja sam već mrtav, samo drugačije
Kažu da je Bog stvaran, ja se ne slažem
Jer ako je to istina, onda ćemo svi biti slobodni, svi biti slobodni, ya, ya
Bježi od nečega što me ubija
Suočavanje s takvim neugodan osjećaj
Počela osjećati neprijateljstvo iz moje sposobnosti
Polako postaje zločinac
Samo želim zahvaliti svim svojim fanovima posebno
Bez tebe je smrt od mene
Ja ne smatram slavna
Ali ja ću biti događaj to sranje dok sam 70
To je moja sudbina, to je najbolje od mene
To je nevjerojatan osjećaj da rastu
Ostavljajući ići, ja vas obavijestili
Mi smo se ubija na niskom
[Pre-Hor: Ronnie Radke]
Svatko želi nešto, svatko dobiva ništa od mene
[Hor: Ronnie Radke]
Uzrok svatko je na drogama
Teško je vjerovati, američki san je stroj za ubijanje
Svi smo se zaljubio u novom bolešću
Ako vas to ubija, onda to me ubio
To je sve uzimajući tako nevjerojatno
Imamo toliko zabavno, zureći napunjenu pušku
I ne vidim da vas to ubija
Uzrok svatko je na drogama
[Redak 2: Ronnie Radke]
Spremi sebe je ono što ti govorim
Uzrok nitko zapravo nema pojma
U svoje vene, vene, poput heroina
Prihvati bol, bol samo da se osjećaju opet, opet osjećam
[Pre-Hor: Ronnie Radke]
Svatko želi nešto, svatko dobiva ništa od mene
[Hor: Ronnie Radke]
Uzrok svatko je na drogama
Teško je vjerovati, američki san je stroj za ubijanje
Svi smo se zaljubio u novom bolešću
Ako vas to ubija, onda to me ubio
To je sve uzimajući tako nevjerojatno
Imamo toliko zabavno, zureći napunjenu pušku
I ne vidim da vas to ubija
[Struktura: Corey Taylor Ronnie Radke]
Svatko je mrtav od vrata prema gore
Tryna držati glavu gore, u potrazi za izlaz
To je umiranje nacija, tako spokojan
Duhovi trebaju probudio, što čekamo?
Jebote, die
Samo umrijeti, motherfucker, umrijeti, motherfucker, die
[Međuigre: Ronnie Radke]
Uzrok svatko je na drogama
Američki san je stroj za ubijanje
Svi su pod utjecajem droga
Ako vas to ubija
[Hor: Ronnie Radke]
To je tako je jebeno nevjerojatno
Imamo toliko zabavno, zureći napunjenu pušku
I ne vidim da vas to ubija
Uzrok svatko je na drogama
[Završnu: Ronnie Radke]
Uzrok svatko je na drogama
Uzrok svatko je na drogama
Uzrok svatko je na drogama