I sleep
Above the graves
Of the ones who made this hell
I know them well
I can tell
'Cause this emptiness inside
Eats me alive
Imma play with your head
Like a baby born dead
Or a rabies infested baby with eighty-one heads
They say "he's on drugs"
So they place me on meds
Afraid of their death 'til they lay me to rest
And so they
Choked me out until my trachea bled
I tried screaming
They just told me, "savor your breath"
I'll savor the smell of their blood
Taste of their death
I'm taking their heads
The Earth is taking what's left
They say you have to lay in what you make of your bed
I made my bed of dead bodies
And I'm grateful for rest
I sleep above the graves
Of the ones who made this hell
Yeah this is hell
I don't know what it's like
To live in disguise
Never being honest
Always living a lie
Maybe that's where I fucked up
I should give it a try
I swear I will thrive in a world where the wicked survive
Above the graves
Of the ones who made this hell
I know them well
I can tell
'Cause this emptiness inside eats me alive
I dream of my future
I dream of my death
I dream of people screaming as they're sent to the flames
I dream of people living when they have nothing left
But that won't be me
They will remember my name
I have a legacy
That's ahead of me
I will never be on my knees
Praying, begging "Please, won't you let me be?"
Fuck a G
Fuck that C.R.E.A.M.
Fuck this whole society
They said I could be anything
But they just fucking lied to me
Above the graves of the ones who made this hell
And I laugh because I will survive
They have less than me because I'm still alive
Don't tell me I have nothing, 'cause I'm filled with pride
That's my fuel that I will ignite
That's my will to fight
I will pour it on them in the still of night and kill 'em DIE
Above the graves
Of the ones who made this hell
I know them well
I can tell
'Cause this emptiness inside
Eats me alive
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