Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they live on by
Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they live on by
Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they live on by
Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they
Nails in my head, don't have much left
Hornagraphic nightmares haunting my head, I sleep with the wish of death
I'm suicidal might just wake up with my neck filled with blades
This unorthodox realm sucks me dry from hope kills it
Burnt copse on highway they gathered up and filled up every hole in it
Horde of deformed creatures roaming the earth, raping everything in their path
F*cking everything up, even the children get ripped up right off the bat
If you live in this horror flick, tomorrow might fall and slip
Into a hell that no one could find you in
Death is in my mind homicidal
Thoughts flowing inside the headlight
Two dark crows ruined both lives
Him and I stepped into the vortex of them
Deeper inside goes in the knife
Blood on your lips and of your mouth
F*ck yourself ripped out all the guts
Plagued wrist shadow took over mine
Abnormal condition, see me not living
And you blow it all on top of me
Months of hell that I've hung
Wander down the left alley
I'll show you the creep
My pills are sharpened and filled with blood
Reminisce in my cage, my roaches drenched with rum
So you're better to run
Sigil keeper of my darkened past
Is the seeker that lights my path
Gave you blood, have you cursed me now
You're the heathen that broke on us
I will die like the most of us
In the end it will not be fun
What have I done to myself
I have broken my retina
Cross my eyes, red marks on my pupils
Now I'm able to see demons
Haunted frame of mental
Summon years of hell to come
Burn, keeps getting closer to the sun
Burn, till nothing's left with no one
Burn, till it's all over and no one is able to breathe, forming dark black lungs
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Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they live on by
Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they live on by
Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they live on by
Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they
Nails in my head, don't have much left
Hornagraphic nightmares haunting my head, I sleep with the wish of death
I'm suicidal might just wake up with my neck filled with blades
This unorthodox realm sucks me dry from hope kills it
Burnt copse on highway they gathered up and filled up every hole in it
Horde of deformed creatures roaming the earth, raping everything in their path
F*cking everything up, even the children get ripped up right off the bat
If you live in this horror flick, tomorrow might fall and slip
Into a hell that no one could find you in
Death is in my mind homicidal
Thoughts flowing inside the headlight
Two dark crows ruined both lives
Him and I stepped into the vortex of them
Deeper inside goes in the knife
Blood on your lips and of your mouth
F*ck yourself ripped out all the guts
Plagued wrist shadow took over mine
Abnormal condition, see me not living
And you blow it all on top of me
Months of hell that I've hung
Wander down the left alley
I'll show you the creep
My pills are sharpened and filled with blood
Reminisce in my cage, my roaches drenched with rum
So you're better to run
Sigil keeper of my darkened past
Is the seeker that lights my path
Gave you blood, have you cursed me now
You're the heathen that broke on us
I will die like the most of us
In the end it will not be fun
What have I done to myself
I have broken my retina
Cross my eyes, red marks on my pupils
Now I'm able to see demons
Haunted frame of mental
Summon years of hell to come
Burn, keeps getting closer to the sun
Burn, till nothing's left with no one
Burn, till it's all over and no one is able to breathe, forming dark black lungs
Just might I turn
On ways that they live on by
Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they live on by
Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they live on by
Living in hell for years
Just might I turn
On ways that they
Nails in my head, don't have much left
Hornagraphic nightmares haunting my head, I sleep with the wish of death
I'm suicidal might just wake up with my neck filled with blades
This unorthodox realm sucks me dry from hope kills it
Burnt copse on highway they gathered up and filled up every hole in it
Horde of deformed creatures roaming the earth, raping everything in their path
F*cking everything up, even the children get ripped up right off the bat
If you live in this horror flick, tomorrow might fall and slip
Into a hell that no one could find you in
Death is in my mind homicidal
Thoughts flowing inside the headlight
Two dark crows ruined both lives
Him and I stepped into the vortex of them
Deeper inside goes in the knife
Blood on your lips and of your mouth
F*ck yourself ripped out all the guts
Plagued wrist shadow took over mine
Abnormal condition, see me not living
And you blow it all on top of me
Months of hell that I've hung
Wander down the left alley
I'll show you the creep
My pills are sharpened and filled with blood
Reminisce in my cage, my roaches drenched with rum
So you're better to run
Sigil keeper of my darkened past
Is the seeker that lights my path
Gave you blood, have you cursed me now
You're the heathen that broke on us
I will die like the most of us
In the end it will not be fun
What have I done to myself
I have broken my retina
Cross my eyes, red marks on my pupils
Now I'm able to see demons
Haunted frame of mental
Summon years of hell to come
Burn, keeps getting closer to the sun
Burn, till nothing's left with no one
Burn, till it's all over and no one is able to breathe, forming dark black lungs
Writer: Aura Abnormal
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid