Hysteria

If my fever gets bad would you leave
If your life gets better when you're dreamin'
What's the meanin'
I don't see shit
Give me reason
When I breathe in I want to feel it

You can give me tough talk on that rooftop when the bass drop and the crowd screams
And a gunshot from the catwalk hit an old man in the front seat
Like Deadshot when I bleed it
Like Cobra Kai you won't see shit
Like suicide shit
Do or die and fight
Drop the guy when this beat hit
It's a burning planet
We all panic
Lives get lost when hope's abandoned
Bodies build up
I can't stand it
I wouldn't be surprised if the president planned this

If my fever gets bad would you leave
If your life gets better when you're dreamin'
What's the meanin'
I don't see shit
Give me reason
When I breathe in I want to feel it

I just wanna know you're coming home
Scared of nights, the serotonin running low
I wish I could find an antidote
I'll never know and if you die I'll be alone
The sky went black and Sun went rose gold
The air's so fucked and keep that door closed
Nothin's good, this year's such bad news
Mass hysteria all around you

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If my fever gets bad would you leave
If your life gets better when you're dreamin'
What's the meanin'
I don't see shit
Give me reason
When I breathe in I want to feel it
If my fever gets bad would you leave
If your life gets better when you're dreamin'
What's the meanin'
I don't see shit
Give me reason
When I breathe in I want to feel it