Set It Off - Bleak December

Give me, give me, give me the truth now

I promise I can handle it if you can

'Cause you've been running from yourself for way too long

So give me any reason not to cut you out

You're far too gone, yeah


Watch you pretend you know it all,

Shift any blame aside

Vending the victim when it sells

How do you even sleep at night?

As I drive and drive


In that bleak December, you're just too cold

But I need the answer, before you'd fold

You would hold your cards inside your chest

I think I drove too far for that bleak December

And how full of shit you are, how full of shit you are


I really, really, really wanna know you

And not all fifty fucking personalities inside your skull

If you'd stop trying to steal the spotlight and steal the show

Then maybe you would have a better chance at not dying alone

So I hit the road


In that bleak December, you're just too cold

But I need the answer, before you fold

You would hold your cards inside your chest

I think I drove too far for that bleak December

And how full of shit you are


Now what are you to me

But a fly inside a web of lies you weave

You're not fooling anyone, not you, not me

So I wonder how you stay alive

When all I do is freeze


In that bleak December, you're just too cold

But I need the answer, before you fold

You would hold your cards inside your chest

I think I drove too far for that bleak December


In that bleak December, you're just too cold

But I need the answer, before you fold

You would hold your cards inside your chest

I think I drove too far for that bleak December

And how full of shit you are
Give me, give me, give me the truth now

I promise I can handle it if you can

'Cause you've been running from yourself for way too long

So give me any reason not to cut you out

You're far too gone, yeah


Watch you pretend you know it all,

Shift any blame aside

Vending the victim when it sells

How do you even sleep at night?

As I drive and drive


In that bleak December, you're just too cold

But I need the answer, before you'd fold

You would hold your cards inside your chest

I think I drove too far for that bleak December

And how full of shit you are, how full of shit you are


I really, really, really wanna know you

And not all fifty fucking personalities inside your skull

If you'd stop trying to steal the spotlight and steal the show

Then maybe you would have a better chance at not dying alone

So I hit the road


In that bleak December, you're just too cold

But I need the answer, before you fold

You would hold your cards inside your chest

I think I drove too far for that bleak December

And how full of shit you are


Now what are you to me

But a fly inside a web of lies you weave

You're not fooling anyone, not you, not me

So I wonder how you stay alive

When all I do is freeze


In that bleak December, you're just too cold

But I need the answer, before you fold

You would hold your cards inside your chest

I think I drove too far for that bleak December


In that bleak December, you're just too cold

But I need the answer, before you fold

You would hold your cards inside your chest

I think I drove too far for that bleak December

And how full of shit you are

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