In the midst of lust and dropping names
And we trust like mirrors
Like it or not it’s what we do
It’s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings
Like it or not it’s what we do
It’s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence
(It's a desperate race for desperate and they sing)
We live like vampires
Like it or not it’s what we do
Like it or not it’s what we do
Slow suicide
It’s the love of guilt that forms the habit
It’s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence
We live like vampires
Like it or not it’s what we do
It’s the pain and the sex disguised as innocence
The songs they sing
The drugs, they numb and they keep us sane
Slow suicide
Like it or not it’s what we do
And we trust like mirrors
In the midst of lust and dropping names
Slow suicide
(To find their place before desperate heroes)
Of being dramatically over dramatic
Slow suicide
Like it or not it’s what we do
And we, we, we love like killers
It’s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings
Slow suicide
Like it or not it’s what we do
Songwriters: Ken Andrews, Jamison Convington, Case Parker
(It's a desperate race for desperate people)
Slow suicide
That gets them off
So desperately they wait for
Slow suicide
Publisher: NETTWERK ONE MUSIC LIMITED
Slow suicide
The excuse of love
Like it or not it’s what we do
The songs they sing
Slow suicide
And we, we, we love like killers
It’s the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings
Are in the key of the illusion of pain and it's irony
We all die like infants
We all die like infants
Slow suicide
It’s the night life
Are in the key of the illusion of pain and it's irony
Like it or not it’s what we do
The drugs, they numb and they keep us sane