Ice Nine Kills Drop New Single and Music Video
Game over, you die.
Game over, you die.
It burned until nothing remained of all that I’d known.
Tell me how you do it.
Need a touch of chaos on my lips.
As the shots rang out on the motorcade
I won’t forget but I’ll survive.
We fill our heads with lies and chemicals.
Empty, full of spite, let impulse decide.
Burn me at the stake on a lie, Cause my own mind wilts at the thought of being alive/