Too Many Dead

Too many dead, every headline dread Keep it out of my head I don't know what I can say now Another one, gone way too young I just hold my tongue I don't want to be the next one Yeah, R.I.P. Lil Peep (Peep) R.I.P. to the greats (greats) Mac Miller R.I.P. (Mac) And X, shit ain't the same Gets scary these days Being in this lane If I don't make it, please just memorize my name I'm struggling and sometimes I don't know if I'm alright In the darkest state of mind 'cause all my idols fucking die No one left I can look up to it's just me myself and I For all my fans I gotta find the strength to try and stay alive (Yeah) Running from myself, man, I've been living like this I've been running from the pain and I don't wanna go back now Running from myself, man, I've been living like this I've been running from the pain and I don't wanna go back now Too many dead, every headline dread Keep it out of my head I don't know what I can say now Another one, gone way too young I just hold my tongue I don't want to be the next one Too many dead, every headline dread Keep it out of my head I don't know what I can say now Another one, gone way too young I just hold my tongue I don't want to be the next one Sick of the death Sick of the sickness Where the fuck is everybody when you need the help the most? All the idols turn to ghost I watch the life fade from your inner fire But the flame still burns in the hearts that you've inspired Six feet Tell me it's a sick dream, wake me Paranoia never knowing when the reaper takes me Another day another death from something so preventive I guess I'll just keep my fucking head up until the day I'm finished Running from myself, man, I've been living like this I've been running from the pain and I don't wanna go back now Running from myself, man, I've been living like this I've been running from the pain and I don't wanna go back now Too many dead, every headline dread Keep it out of my head I don't know what I can say now Another one, gone way too young I just hold my tongue I don't want to be the next one Too many dead, every headline dread Keep it out of my head I don't know what I can say now Another one, gone way too young I just hold my tongue I don't want to be the next one Too many dead, every headline dread Keep it out of my head I don't know what I can say now Another one, gone way too young I just hold my tongue I don't want to be the next one