Dead

作词 : Phoebe Ryan/Kyle Shearer/Nathaniel Campany

作曲 : Phoebe Ryan/Kyle Shearer/Nathaniel Campany

I've made mistakes, been dishonest

Self-estranged, did what I wanted I

Was a fake, I slept just the same

I'm not a saint, no, I'm not a saint

Oh, no it doesn't make sense

Oh, no I don't understand

When things are good

I don't believe that they're for real

I really wish I could just tell myself I gotta feel

Feel something else instead

Cause lately life is like a dream

It's messing with my head

I must be dead

I've been a wreck, took things too far

Made a mess, felt like a star I've

broken hearts and goddamn I slept the same

I'm not a saint, no, I'm not a saint

Oh, no it doesn't make sense

Oh, no I don't understand

When things are good

I don't believe that they're for real

I really wish I could just tell myself I gotta feel

Feel something else instead

Cause lately life is like a dream

It's messing with my head

I must be dead

So, suddenly it's all picture perfect

Life is so good and I don't deserve it

When things are good

I don't believe that they're for real

I really wish I could just tell myself I gotta feel

Feel something else instead

Cause lately life is like a dream

It's messing with my head

I must be dead

I must be dead

I must be dead

I must be dead

I must be dead