HEDONIST (RECHARGED)

[Chorus: Milkie Way & Sam Matlock]

Play with fire and you'll get burned

Everybody rolls the dice and it's your turn

You put the gun to your head, all I did was pull the trigger

So don't ask for my pity when I'm not the only sinner (No)

[Verse 1: Noah Sebastian]

I'm the serpent here to test you with forbidden fruit

I love the look on your face when I'm tempting you

There's a part of me you begged to let you see

He'll do whatever it takes to get whatever he needs

[Pre-Chorus: Noah Sebastian]

Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm already dead

Because I'm not really scared of what comes next

Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm fucked in the head

Because I'm not really scared of the consequence

[Chorus: Milkie Way & Sam Matlock]

Play with fire and you'll get burned

Everybody rolls the dice and it's your turn

You put the gun to your head, all I did was pull the trigger

So don't ask for my pity when I'm not the only sinner (No)

[Verse 2: Milkie Way]

Sick fantasy

Keep it real close to your chest

I'm riding backseat to the feelings filling my head

Yeah, villainy

You know I like to keep some real bad company

Brushing a knife to your neck

[Pre-Chorus: Sam Matlock & Milkie Way]

Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm already dead

'Cause I'm not really scared of what comes next (No)

Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm fucked in the head

'Cause I'm not really scared of the consequence

[Chorus: Milkie Way & Sam Matlock]

Play with fire and you'll get burned

Everybody rolls the dice and it's your turn

You put the gun to your head, all I did was pull the trigger

So don't ask for my pity when I'm not the only sinner (No)

[Bridge: Sam Matlock]

There's no meaning, so we're all just feeling while we're livin' with the devils in our head

There's no meaning, so we're all just feeling while we're sleeping with the devils in our bed

There's no meaning so we're all just feeling while we're livin' with the devils in our head

There's no meaning so we're all just feeling while we're sleeping with the devils in our bed, oh

[Breakdown: Sam Matlock & Milkie Way]

Breathe it in

Sipping on a semblance of sin

Taste so thin

You tell yourself it's just another bad day, caught up in a bad way

Caught up in the wrong time, wrong place, how's that taste?

Taste so thin

You know it'll happen, happen again