Dying In The Club

Come, Consume me
Give me ecstasy for the night
I'm your melody tonight

Your love left
A hole in my heart
I'm tired of all your pretty antics
Time to kill this old romantic

Why am I
Dying in the club
If you're gonna be the death of me
Then I will die happily

Why am I
Dying in the club
If you're gonna be the death of me
Then I will die happily

Cause I'm the person who killed me
Her love never fulfilled me
Lonеly, hungry and smoking
Crying, starving and choking
I guess - I'm god's lonely man

But I sing this shit
And I seem so fly
Wanna live a littlе
Before I die
I aim high so I touch low (Yes)
I live fast so I fuck slow

And I'm making god
And I'm breaking up
Next to the devil
I'm waking up
I aim high so I touch low (Yes)
I live fast so I fuck slow

Why am I
Dying in the club
If you're gonna be the death of me
Then I will die happily

Why am I
Dying in the club
If you're gonna be the death of me
Then I will die happily

It's a death of a poet
Birth of a sinner
Losing myself
They call me a winner
I'm Losing
I'm Losing This shit

It's a death of a poet
Birth of a sinner
Losing myself
They call me a winner
I'm Losing
I'm Losing This shit

Why am I
Dying in the club
If you're gonna be the death of me
Then I will die happily
Why am I
Dying in the club
If you're gonna be the death of me
This poet will die
Will Die