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Eminem - Die Alone feat. Kobe [original lenght track]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eminem
Eminem
Vocals
Luis Resto
Luis Resto
Keyboards
Kobe
Kobe
Vocals
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luis Resto
Luis Resto
Songwriter
Marshall Mathers
Marshall Mathers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eminem
Eminem
Producer
Luis Resto
Luis Resto
Co-Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Joe Strange
Joe Strange
Recording Engineer
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Recording Engineer
Paul Rosenberg
Paul Rosenberg
Executive Producer
Tony Campana
Tony Campana
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I roll over and go to reach for you, you're gone
This bed's empty without you, you said you're movin' on
But I'm havin' some trouble gettin' there
Butt dwelling ain't gettin' me, uh, anywhere
Fuckin' Valentines Day, fuck February stuffed teddy bear, guts everywhere
Machete on the floor, I smashed up every mirror
Yeah, how do I look?
[Verse 2]
You fuckin' just left me here to die, didn't you?
Why didn't you respond yet?
I've written you five or six different times
And I'm gettin' sick and tired or always apologizin' to you
I didn't do shit to deserve what you're puttin' me through
This couldn't be true, we can't be over, so, violets are blue
Roses are red, why is it everything I do I'm reminded of you?
[Verse 3]
Saw two white coffins in my dream last night
Saw my Lord, Jesus, with his hands pointed toward the light
Saw my old sweetheart, she said, "Honey, I'm back"
Just so you don't die alone, just so you don't die alone
[Verse 4]
Guess I gotta deal with the fact that you ain't never comin' back
Now every woman that I look at
I'm lookin' for you, so I'm findin' somethin' a matter with them
Excuse to not see anyone, useless, rather pick up the phone
Not at all, following protocol, I get bold like bowling balls
Grow balls and go to call to talk, forget what I want to say
Damn it, I'm drawin' blanks like I'm playin' hangman
I'm sick of playin' these games, I can't handle this heartbreak
It's makin' me blow out my brains, like birthday cake candles
Hang up the phone and I shake, I think I may have made a mistake
Can't escape the madness, turn the radio on, I hate this sad song
But I can't even change the station, the same one's playin' on eight channels
I lay wake in shambles, I'm startin' to hallucinate
I'm havin' all these visions of us at each others wakes in caskets
And suddenly I wake, and that's when I know I
[Verse 5]
Saw two white coffins in my dream last night
Saw my Lord, Jesus, with his hands pointed toward the light
Saw my old sweetheart, she said, "Honey, I'm back"
Just so you don't die alone, just so you don't die alone
[Verse 6]
Give me one more bottle for the pain
Give me one more for the memories
Give me one more, I'll make it taste like steak
It'll help alleviate, it'll soothe this ache
Of tryin' to fake that she's really comin' back, she's really comin' back
[Verse 7]
And it's been a while now but I finally realize how much reality sucks
There's just somethin' about our love, I'm still in denial now, dealin' with the finality of it
And it's makin' me crazy thinkin' of the days we spent
And how I'll never hold you again
Ain't shit I can do about it, now my head is over crowded
With these clouded memories and I can't seem to get you out it
How the fuck do you sleep comfortably, knowin' what you don' did to me?
Huh, did it even occur to you that I loved you?
Completely, deep and madly head over heels for you
Was you and me, once used to be together forever
It was supposed to be us, but you crushed the dream
We were supposed to die together and it's killin' me so much
When I sleep, I wake up dead, must be why
[Verse 8]
Saw two white coffins in my dream last night
Saw my Lord, Jesus, with his hands pointed toward the light
Saw my old sweetheart, she said, "Honey, I'm back"
Just so you don't die alone, just so you don't die alone
Written by: Luis Resto, Marshall Mathers
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