You Will Be the Death of Me

Come Back To the Quicksand

Sign Your Name

[Verse]
You walk in the room and the laughter fades
Your shadow's a cloud that blocks all rays
Every joke turns stale
Every smile betrayed
Buzz kill baby
You ruin the parade

[Chorus]
Buzz kill baby
You’re the end of the thrill
You crush the vibe
You break the chill
No party survives when you’ve had your fill
Buzz kill baby
You're the king of the kill

[Verse 2]
The music skips when you take a step
A joy thief’s curse
A vibe intercept
You turn wine to water
Dreams to debt
Buzz kill baby
A night’s worst threat

[Prechorus]
How do you do it
Is it a skill?
The way you silence
The way you still

[Chorus]
Buzz kill baby
You’re the end of the thrill
You crush the vibe
You break the chill
No party survives when you’ve had your fill
Buzz kill baby
You're the king of the kill

[Bridge]
You’re the needle that pops balloons
The screeching brakes in happy tunes
A rainstorm dousing fireworks too soon
Buzz kill baby
You’re the ruinous monsoon

Buzz Kill Baby

The bubble burst in silence
no thunder, no warning signs.
Just the sting of naked truth
cutting through my spine.
I saw the world unfiltered,
and the filth I carried too
the weight of every lie
I whispered to get through.

And suddenly nothing felt familiar…
not even the shape of my own name.

Vaya con Dios
I walk this road awake.
With all the dirt I buried
bleeding at my feet again.
This path might cost me everything,
it might devour my bones…
but I’m ready for the reckoning.
I’d rather die than live unknown.

Awareness is a scalpel,
and I’m cutting through my past.
Peeling off the layers
of the man I wore like a mask.
Every truth is poison
but it cleans me as it burns.
And I’d rather choke on honesty
than drown in who I was.

I see the road ahead collapsing—
but I’m still stepping in the flames.

Vaya con Dios
no blessings, no regrets.
I walk into the darkness
with the courage of what’s left.
If cleansing costs a heartbeat,
then let this be the toll.
’Cause living blind was killing me
far deeper than the fall.

This is my dirt.
My ghosts.
My burden.
My war.
And if the truth demands a sacrifice
I won’t shut the door.

Vaya con Dios
to the man I used to be.
Let the ashes of my failures
be the soil beneath my feet.
If the price of seeing clearly
is the risk of losing breath
then I accept the revelation.
Let the truth decide the rest.

Sign Your Name

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