Take the f*cking place of mine i won't have it again
No interior just a f*cking white room full of hate filled with blame
A crate
Where the past is deep beneath some sheets
That will bleed on me
Take the motherf*ckin cup and sip it down to ease it up
When can i blow it up will it be enough
When it hits when it hits
The question that rips me apart
From the right and wrong when will it be gone
No remorse in this game
No path to end this blame
No fightable tame
No bright in this day
Dark all night where you can find me in the basement
Doing nothing and not worrying about a thing
Except myself ugh who cares
Im already gone all the time
Now im smoking pot and listen to all this chimes
No remorse in this game
Until its game over
Im waiting for it to blow up
Take the f*cking place of mine i wont have it again
No interior just a f*cking white room full of hate filled with blame
A crate, where the past is deep beneath some sheets
That will bleed on me
He takes another bong hit and flies
Away from your terror and cries
Theres nothing left inside of him
That is your f*cking demise
From the right and wrong when will it be gone
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Take the f*cking place of mine i won't have it again
No interior just a f*cking white room full of hate filled with blame
A crate
Where the past is deep beneath some sheets
That will bleed on me
Take the motherf*ckin cup and sip it down to ease it up
When can i blow it up will it be enough
When it hits when it hits
The question that rips me apart
From the right and wrong when will it be gone
No remorse in this game
No path to end this blame
No fightable tame
No bright in this day
Dark all night where you can find me in the basement
Doing nothing and not worrying about a thing
Except myself ugh who cares
Im already gone all the time
Now im smoking pot and listen to all this chimes
No remorse in this game
Until its game over
Im waiting for it to blow up
Take the f*cking place of mine i wont have it again
No interior just a f*cking white room full of hate filled with blame
A crate, where the past is deep beneath some sheets
That will bleed on me
He takes another bong hit and flies
Away from your terror and cries
Theres nothing left inside of him
That is your f*cking demise
From the right and wrong when will it be gone
No interior just a f*cking white room full of hate filled with blame
A crate
Where the past is deep beneath some sheets
That will bleed on me
Take the motherf*ckin cup and sip it down to ease it up
When can i blow it up will it be enough
When it hits when it hits
The question that rips me apart
From the right and wrong when will it be gone
No remorse in this game
No path to end this blame
No fightable tame
No bright in this day
Dark all night where you can find me in the basement
Doing nothing and not worrying about a thing
Except myself ugh who cares
Im already gone all the time
Now im smoking pot and listen to all this chimes
No remorse in this game
Until its game over
Im waiting for it to blow up
Take the f*cking place of mine i wont have it again
No interior just a f*cking white room full of hate filled with blame
A crate, where the past is deep beneath some sheets
That will bleed on me
He takes another bong hit and flies
Away from your terror and cries
Theres nothing left inside of him
That is your f*cking demise
From the right and wrong when will it be gone
Writer: Johannes Sieg, Magnus Mantovani
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid