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Vic Fuentes Kellin Quinn Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge I bet you never had a Friday night like this Keep it up, keep it up, let s raise our hands I take a look up at the sky and I see red Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy Red for the drink that s mixed with suicide Everything red Kellin Quinn Please, won t you push me for the last time Let s scream until there s nothing left So sick of playing, I don t want this anymore The thought of you s no fucking fun You want a martyr, I ll be one Because enough s enough, we re done Vic Fuentes You told me think about it, well I did Now I don t wanna feel a thing anymore I m tired of begging for the things that I want I m over sleeping like a dog on the floor Vic Fuentes The thing I think I love Will surely bring me pain Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame Three cheers for throwing up Pubescent d