You are dead to me
I saw your cold body
Torn in pain
I don't know what to say about the blood
You are, I saw your cold body
Torn in pain
I don't know what to say about the blood

I don't think your right about fucking anything
I don't think you can do whatever you want here

Oh I did not do anything that deserve
Getting put away from my killing spree
You are dead to me

Dressed down
Get your answers somewhere else
Or with something
Unthread all strands

Blind
Sight shit
Black
Stare at the guide
Take out the vision
Draw a blank on it, decide
Phase out
Pages declined
Ruins at the mission
Write a bible of my crimes

Stay in cement
Dry
Run I hit the back line
Flipping positions cardiolipin reads the scan lines
Play in the fence
Sirens
Gon hit the vein right
End of dependence
A pending end
Don't ever sound right