作词 : Cal Scruby/Rob Russell/Carlos St. John

作曲 : Sebastien Najand/Cal Scruby/Rob Russell/Carlos St. John

Two sides to a story but they never tell my side

Never been the kinda guy to stay inside the guidelines

I know I'm the bad guy, I don't gotta ask why

If you try to step to me, it'll be the last time

I got dirt on my name, 6 feet in the ground

I got people in my past try bringing me down

Say I'm losing my mind, I don't wanna be found

Grew up in the shadow but I know they watching me now

Paranoia, on-the-go, I'm moving silent

Pull up on ya, I got trouble right behind me

Bite the bullet, suit and tie the silver lining

I'ma show you how to crash a party

Every time you pop off

They hoping that you fall hard

They praying for the death of a rockstar

Everybody hating ever since you got more

They praying for the death of a rockstar

Oooh they love it when you lost boy

Now the low life at the top floor

Everybody hating ever since you got more

They praying for the death of a rockstar

They talk about me I forget to listen

At least I get the recognition

Heavyweight, I pull up on you with the repetition

You in the pit, it's not no exhibition

Ding ding ding

Oh they big mad, I'm the big boss

Talk a big game, take a big loss

Growing up I was the problem that they didn't solve

I'm the piece that wouldn't fit inside the jigsaw

I got a lotta punch lines and a quick jab

I'm running straight through, I don't gotta zigzag

I got a heavy heart, it's hard to lift that

From the cradle to the grave, never changed, make em dig that

Paranoia, on-the-go, I'm moving silent

Pull up on ya, I got trouble right behind me

Bite the bullet, suit and tie the silver lining

I'ma show you how to crash a party

Every time you pop off

They hoping that you fall hard

They praying for the death of a rockstar

Everybody hating ever since you got more

They praying for the death of a rockstar

Oooh they love it when you lost boy

Now the low life at the top floor

Everybody hating ever since you got more

They praying for the death of a rockstar

They wanna kiss me long good night with a rose

Hoping that the Eiffel falls of course

You don't understand the life we chose

On life support, Life goes

I need my silence, my privacy so I can heal

And even rockstars got feelings that they feel

In reality this just repeats like a drill

Always

Every time you pop off

They hoping that you fall hard

They praying for the death of a rockstar

Everybody hating ever since you got more

They praying for the death of a rockstar

Oooh they love it when you lost boy

Now the low life at the top floor

Everybody hating ever since you got more

They praying for the death of a rockstar

Pop off

They hoping that you fall hard

They praying for the death of a rockstar

Everybody hating ever since you got more

They praying for the death of a rockstar