Reasons Not To Die - Demo

I'm sorry the party you threw for me
 Was met with such a royal hitch
 I'm a bitch, I don't mean to be selfish
 You rolled out the carpet to watch it catch fire
 It's just another Thursday, my party
 I cried like I always do
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 You flew here to help clear the mess that was me
 Made up of fear and self-hate
 A stalemate with he-who-shall-not-be-named
 You tried and you cried, confessing your grip was slipping
 Couldn't help me, you held me, the shadows began to fade
 Here's to the ones
 The renegades who never run
 Despite all of my ranting and raging so
 Here's to the ones
 Who hide the bullet from the gun
 Foot down on all my bullshit but won't cage me in
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 Despondent, catatonic suicide queen
 By now I know a screw's loose or too few
 Or worse there's too many
 But of course, the dark horse
 You bet all in stride
 I hope I'm not a regret, I see sweat
 I'll fight to the finish line
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 And I get so stuck in my head
 Lost in all the lies, nihilistic backslide
 And when I can't get out of bed
 Then I see the edge I'm slipping from the ledge
 And praying to gods I don't believe in for a sign
 Some reasons not to die, and there you are
 ♪
 Here's to the ones
 Who stuck in when they should have run
 Despite all of my ranting and raging so
 Here's to the ones
 Who hide the bullet from the gun
 Foot down on all my bullshit but won't cage me
 Here's to my friends
 All in until the bitter end
 Drink or two to the toast
 Not too many though
 
 I'm sorry the party you threw for me
 Was met with such a royal hitch
 I'm a bitch, I don't mean to be selfish
 You rolled out the carpet to watch it catch fire
 It's just another Thursday, my party
 I cried like I always do
 ♪
 You flew here to help clear the mess that was me
 Made up of fear and self-hate
 A stalemate with he-who-shall-not-be-named
 You tried and you cried, confessing your grip was slipping
 Couldn't help me, you held me, the shadows began to fade
 Here's to the ones
 The renegades who never run
 Despite all of my ranting and raging so
 Here's to the ones
 Who hide the bullet from the gun
 Foot down on all my bullshit but won't cage me in
 ♪
 Despondent, catatonic suicide queen
 By now I know a screw's loose or too few
 Or worse there's too many
 But of course, the dark horse
 You bet all in stride
 I hope I'm not a regret, I see sweat
 I'll fight to the finish line
 ♪
 And I get so stuck in my head
 Lost in all the lies, nihilistic backslide
 And when I can't get out of bed
 Then I see the edge I'm slipping from the ledge
 And praying to gods I don't believe in for a sign
 Some reasons not to die, and there you are
 ♪
 Here's to the ones
 Who stuck in when they should have run
 Despite all of my ranting and raging so
 Here's to the ones
 Who hide the bullet from the gun
 Foot down on all my bullshit but won't cage me
 Here's to my friends
 All in until the bitter end
 Drink or two to the toast
 Not too many though