The Assassins, Elizabeth Gillies - Die Trying

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Let go of my soul
Let me up so I can breathe
Gotta find some kinda cover
From this hold you have on me
I’m gonna get right over you
Or I’m gonna die trying
I can feel you like a fever
Down in the marrow of my bones
Sliding like a demon
Trying to feed my wicked Jones
I’m gonna get right over you
Yeah, or I’m gonna die trying
I’m gonna drink all night until you fade away
Yes I am
Your walk and your talk and my pain will all be erased
Everything you ever said
I’m gonna crush until it cries
I’m gonna watch you disappear
Into a cocaine skies
I’m gonna get right over you
Yeah, or I’m gonna die trying
Give me my vodka cold
And give me my cider hard
I’m on a mission to forget about you
Under the champagne stars
Under the champagne stars
Under the champagne stars