Testo If This Tour Doesn't Kill You, I Will - PUP
Testo della canzone If This Tour Doesn't Kill You, I Will (PUP), tratta dall'album The Dream Is Over
If this tour doesn't kill you, then I will
I hate your guts, and it makes me ill
Seeing your face every morning
One more month and 22 days
If this tour doesn't kill you, I may
Counting down the miles 'til we leave the state
I'm counting down the minutes 'til I can erase
Every memory of you
For a second, let's be honest
Nothing will clean your filthy conscience
Everything you do makes me wanna vomit
And if this tour doesn't kill you, buddy, I'm on it!
Why can't we just get along?
Why can't we just get along?
Why can't we just get along?
Why can't we just get along?
You think you're so original
Why can't we just get along?
I can't wait for your funeral
Why can't we just get along?
I don't wish you were dead, I wish you'd never been born at all (why can't everybody just chill?)
I'm trying not to let you get in my head, but every line, every goddamn syllable
That you say makes me wanna gouge out my eyes with a power drill
If this tour doesn't kill you
If this tour doesn't kill you
If this tour doesn't kill you, then I will
Credits
Writer(s): Nestor Volodymyr Chumak, Stefan Patrick Babcock, Zachary Ivan Mykula, Steve Ryan Sladkowski
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