Текст песни: Suicide Doors + перевод

We all wanna ride and we all wanna shine

In the whip with the suicide doors

Maybe they call 'em that cause once you got it all

What do you want for?

When the light gets too hot and there’s nowhere to hide

They miss you while you’re here and love you after you die

Fine by appearance but broken inside

Hard to stay grounded after you learn how to fly, oh my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my

I was in the Chevy Cavalier when the mountaintop killed Kurt

Shotgun bedding and a stain on his shirt

Hard to believe everything that we read

Another day another (ugh), gone too soon

This shit is not new news, how many times now?

Who’s next to Chester, Lil Peep and Amy Winehouse?

Walking up the stairway to heaven, watch 'em file out

On top of the mountain, got nowhere that we can climb now

Mac Miller probably still be alive if he never blew

Ambition more expensive than the coupe

Once you achieve it, they don’t tell you what to do

Like, dude you got too much green to be blue

Don’t come lookin' for some sympathy

Enshrine all your missteps in infamy

The car crash get publicity

The sneaking pictures of you when you with your fam

But they’d kill you if you did that to them

You get the cash, cash cash, all of this cash

Flash, flash flash, gone in a flash

American dreaming that we can believe in

But it’s a nightmare how we treat the ones who achieve it

But still we-

We all wanna ride and we all wanna shine

In the whip with the suicide doors

Maybe they call 'em that cause once you got it all

What do you want for?

When the light gets too hot and there’s nowhere to hide

They miss you while you’re here and love you after you die

Fine by appearance but broken inside

Hard to stay grounded after you learn how to fly, oh my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my

We all watch the throne, throw stones

And we all want it for our own

But heavy is the crown on the dome

Nowhere to hide, need a hat in disguise

To walk to buy a coffee and a basket of fries

No one’ll empathize if you happen to cry

In that quarter-mil car, 'bro must be real hard'

No comedy like Apatow, diss you while alive

When you die, we come back around

RIP for half an hour, 'ooh yeah we were always down'

We pray to be Ye, but I heard Ye say he’d have his grave emblazoned «are you happy now?»

We had the same dream back in the day

We’re at the zoo laughing at you as we tap on the cage

You ask, «Is this it?» like the Strokes

Search L.A. for hope

End up prescriptions, addicted to coke

Make decision, put incision in your wrist and then go

Cause it didn’t shine behind all that did glisten and glow

Eating all these M&M's, might’ve turned into a pill addiction

Right around the encore, not enough, we want more

As good as your sophomore, go higher than pot stores

Gas you up then pull you down and wonder what you popped for

We all wanna ride, till the car won’t stop

We’re all gonna die

They tell you you should go high as God in the sky

Let you fall from grace and then we flock to your side

But nonetheless I know we-

We all wanna ride and we all wanna shine

In the whip with the suicide doors

Maybe they call 'em that cause once you got it all

What do you want for?

When the light gets too hot and there’s nowhere to hide

They miss you while you’re here and love you after you die

Fine by appearance but broken inside

Hard to stay grounded after you learn how to fly, oh my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my

If you’ve ever seen the comments section

Then you know why fame comes with depression

«I hope you die, slut, thot, fat, ugly, photoshopped»

Every dick’s opinion from inner Finland to Omaha

Hitting all your ugly angles, paparazzi intervening

Reporters might make you cop a eating disorder

Bro if they were scrutinizing me, I’d end up with a nose job, a chin job,

some botox, a dick job, a coke problem

Wanted to be famous so that they’d know what my name is

But that tightrope walk is dangerous, demon bring me to an angel

If Kim K snaps and unloads a strap on every Mandy and Randy insulting her family

I got her back over trolls and jerks

Look, I probably wouldn’t last 20 minutes as her

If I couldn’t eat dinner in peace

And people expecting me to be a, 10 instead of a 3

And viewed me competitively to celebrities

I would snap like, chat

I would blast right, back

I would crack, probably end up the same place as Mac

Probably wanna end me, big mansion empty

We all want the suicide doors, till the suicide’s knocking on yours

We all want the suicide doors, till the suicide’s knocking on

We all wanna ride and we all wanna shine

In the whip with the suicide doors

Maybe they call 'em that cause once you got it all

What do you want for?

When the light gets too hot and there’s nowhere to hide

They miss you while you’re here and love you after you die

Fine by appearance but broken inside

Hard to stay grounded after you learn how to fly, oh my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my oh my, oh my my

Oh my

I’ve said before, the internet is a, is a big high school, and the little kids

on there are bullying artists. And they, and they be surprised when artists are

talking about pain, and, and you know, «this is too much,» and «this is crazy.

«Y'all are the bullies, but then you post four picture collages on Twitter

about mental health, but then turn around and contribute to the downside of an

artists' mental health. Y’all are buggin, you know what I’m saying?

Y’all are literally poison. And the more famous you get, the more uglier the

world gets. The more famous you get, the more uglier the world gets.

The more famous you get, the more uglier the world gets