DEJAVU Lyrics

Suicide suicide

Living in my closed walls

Suicide suicide

Living in my closed walls

Suicide suicide

Living in my closed walls

Losing all my cranial nerves

There's no cure for me

In my room de javu, trigga in my finger shoot

I smell like gasoline, burning flame take a hit

I feel like a plastic toy, cheap cheap 99 cents

Grief gripping in my chest

Clawing, staying in my head

Sleeping in

Breathe breathe

Eat eat

Drink drink

Hide hide

Hide hide

Run run

Run run

Run run

Run run

Run

And the ignition hit