LEFT 4 DEAD Lyrics

Can't help i feel like that

Get out my fucking head

I'm Left For Dead

I'm Left For Dead

Gun beside my bed

Troubled little kid

I'm Left For Dead

I'm Left For Dead

Bullet proof vest

Never come back again

Leave no one left

Coming right to your address

Relieve my stress

Pass it on to someone else

I must confess

Body yeah it's been possessed

I am your god

I am your god

I am your god

I am your god

I am your god

I am your god

I am your god

I am your god

Better watch how the fuck you speak to me

Next time we won't forgive so easily no

I won't stop til i have em all your my little charm

Keep my little baby girl on my arm

Get inside my car driving to the stars

Got that little scar that i branded you with my cigar

I'm a superstar playing my guitar

Sitting at the bar i don't give a fuck about tomor

Can't help i feel like that

Get out my fucking head

I'm Left For Dead

I'm Left For Dead

Gun beside my bed

Troubled little kid

I'm Left For Dead

I'm Left For Dead

Everbody always looks at me like i'm the bad guy

How high baby can you sit on stand by

Oh my, you just love to sit and waste time

I try, get the fuck up off my facetime

Pick sides, get on mine have a hella time

It's a sign, baby look better than melodyne

It's a narrow line gonna walk on it gonna decline

This is my life, get the fuck up outta mine

Huh yeah, i'm an animal

Like at that rate no i can not even relate

Nice traits yeah one day i'm gonna have it made

No way no way she calling me bay bay ay

Can't help i feel like that

Get out my fucking head

I'm Left For Dead

I'm Left For Dead

Gun beside my bed

Troubled little kid

I'm Left For Dead

I'm Left For Dead