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Track: HEDONIST (RECHARGED)
Artist: Bad Omens
Album: CONCRETE JUNGLE [THE OST]

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Name: Bad Omens
Spotify Genres: metalcore
Followers: 2,046,844
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NorthEast Minneapolis, Minnesota

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Release: Bad Omens (2) - Concrete Jungle (The OST)
Year: 2024
Genres: Electronic, Rock
Styles: Alternative Rock

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LYRICS

Play with fire and you'll get burned
Everybody rolls the dice and it's your turn
You put the gun to your head, all I did was pull the trigger
So don't ask for my pity when I'm not the only sinner (No)
I'm the serpent here to test you with forbidden fruit
I love the look on your face when I'm tempting you
There's a part of me you begged to let you see
He'll do whatever it takes to get whatever he needs

Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm already dead
Because I'm not really scared of what comes next
Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm fucked in the head
Because I'm not really scared of the consequence

Play with fire and you'll get burned
Everybody rolls the dice and it's your turn
You put the gun to your head, all I did was pull the trigger
So don't ask for my pity when I'm not the only sinner (No)
(Ah)

Sick fantasy
Keep it real close to your chest
I'm riding backseat to the feelings filling my head
Yeah, villainy
You know I like to keep some real bad company
Brushing a knife to your neck

Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm already dead
'Cause I'm not really scared of what comes next (No)
Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm fucked in the head
'Cause I'm not really scared of the consequence

Play with fire and you'll get burned
Everybody rolls the dice and it's your turn
You put the gun to your head, all I did was pull the trigger
So don't ask for my pity when I'm not the only sinner (No)

There's no meaning, so we're all just feeling while we're livin' with the devils in our head
There's no meaning, so we're all just feeling while we're sleeping with the devils in our bed
There's no meaning so we're all just feeling while we're livin' with the devils in our head
There's no meaning so we're all just feeling while we're sleeping with the devils in our bed, oh

(Ah) Breathe it in
Sipping on a semblance of sin
Taste so thin
You tell yourself it's just another bad day
Caught up in a bad way, caught up in the wrong time
Wrong place, how's that taste?
Taste so thin
You know it'll happen, happen again

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