Life / Death Complex

You gotta give it to them: 17 years, the age of quarrel
Have you ever seen someone so special, light up a room, & steal the whole show turn out so jaded?
But can you blame them?
Your words donʼt hold any weight, constant headache, a bunch of white noise

The message is love, the message is death
Sometimes I forget you canʼt change the past
Itʼs taken years to get to that

He found his drive, he showеd me mine. Contagious laugh, always had my back
Keep holding onto that moment in timе: he never missed a beat
The same song on repeat. The same song on repeat
I wish I wouldʼve been there. I wish I couldʼve given you the world

The message is love, the message is death
Sometimes I forget you canʼt change the past
Itʼs taken years to get to that

You gotta give it to them: 17 years, the age of quarrel
Have you ever seen someone so special, light up a room, & steal the whole show turn out so jaded?
But can you blame them? I hate to say I told you so
He found his drive, lead foot on the gas, & one final laugh, compressed in time
I wish I couldʼve given you the world. I wish I couldʼve given you the world
I get called cold blooded, I just know how to grieve now
Kicked out on the streets, more times that I know
Itʼs never been your fault, been years of mental assault
Mad when you pick yourself up, mad when you let yourself down
Years of embarrassment, turned into resentment

It bred resilience, you gotta go. You hold my heart, so donʼt let go
I know youʼll find a way, I never shouldʼve left you there
Tell ‘em to find the nearest fucking hell - youʼre full of resilience
You gotta go