[Verse 1]
Heartbeat, can you be faking?
Dead inside, I'm waking
Beat me, I feel a little sick
Where is the trick?
Your lies are on to kill me
Kill the pulse inside me
Can't you show me a bit more?
Cut me a sore
[Chorus]
Slightly mad, slightly dead
Where is the beat for survive?
Drive me sad, drive me dead
[Verse 2]
Fuck it, I stop complaining
No more beats remaining
Tired 'cause lies can tell no trick
(So sick)
Fuck you, I live that hellride
With the pulse of dead inside
There is nothing to show
It's empty life
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
And I was never alive
Slightly mad, slightly dead
There was no way for survive
Drive me sad, drive, drive me dead
And there is nothing alive
All I have, all I had
Is just the pulse of the dead
Bequeathed
[Outro]
The pulse of the dead
The pulse of the dead
The pulse of the dead
The pulse of the dead
(The pulse of the dead)
(The pulse of the dead)
