La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la
Where the f*ck am I?
Tell me, did I just die?
'Cause I don't understand why
I'm in a room I don't recognize
I died at 5:45
Yeah, it says so on a sign
And my mother's crying out her eyes
Or is the radio telling lies?
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la
I'm digging my own grave for the day
I decorate with pink socks and gold chains (woo)
Two fat stacks on my eyes (eye, eye, eye)
I'm in a box I don't recognize
Believe what they say (say, say)
And you'll be flyin' away (way, way)
On a coke-covered D-day (day, day)
While they're chucking sukki on your face (wah)
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
Yeah, Polly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly, Polly
Yeah, Polly (Polly)
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly, Polly (yeah)
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ (like Jesus Christ)
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ (like Jesus Christ)
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
(That one, that one was so sick)
(Just f*cking mad)
Die for the Hype Video (MV)
Performed By: YUNGBLUD
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: David Anthony Katz, Dominic Harrison, Martin Jonas Ola Holmstrom Terefe, Patrick Russel
YUNGBLUD - Die for the Hype Lyrics
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La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la
Where the f*ck am I?
Tell me, did I just die?
'Cause I don't understand why
I'm in a room I don't recognize
I died at 5:45
Yeah, it says so on a sign
And my mother's crying out her eyes
Or is the radio telling lies?
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la
I'm digging my own grave for the day
I decorate with pink socks and gold chains (woo)
Two fat stacks on my eyes (eye, eye, eye)
I'm in a box I don't recognize
Believe what they say (say, say)
And you'll be flyin' away (way, way)
On a coke-covered D-day (day, day)
While they're chucking sukki on your face (wah)
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
Yeah, Polly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly, Polly
Yeah, Polly (Polly)
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly, Polly (yeah)
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ (like Jesus Christ)
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ (like Jesus Christ)
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
(That one, that one was so sick)
(Just f*cking mad)
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la
Where the f*ck am I?
Tell me, did I just die?
'Cause I don't understand why
I'm in a room I don't recognize
I died at 5:45
Yeah, it says so on a sign
And my mother's crying out her eyes
Or is the radio telling lies?
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la
I'm digging my own grave for the day
I decorate with pink socks and gold chains (woo)
Two fat stacks on my eyes (eye, eye, eye)
I'm in a box I don't recognize
Believe what they say (say, say)
And you'll be flyin' away (way, way)
On a coke-covered D-day (day, day)
While they're chucking sukki on your face (wah)
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
Juvenile sinner, car crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
Yeah, Polly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly, Polly
Yeah, Polly (Polly)
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly, Polly (yeah)
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ (like Jesus Christ)
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ (like Jesus Christ)
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified like Jesus Christ
La, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la-la, la-la
(That one, that one was so sick)
(Just f*cking mad)
Writer: David Anthony Katz, Dominic Harrison, Martin Jonas Ola Holmstrom Terefe, Patrick Russel
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.