Echoes
Echoes and whispers passing
Fall deaf on silent ears
When tears remain unnoticed
Silence turns in to fear
Faces are just a memory
The ghosts you fear will rise
The vines are wry and twisted
Around your frigid mind
Can you feel this?
Does it haunt you?
I hope it stings, you freak!
Is it haunting?
Does it scare you?
I hope you're suffering
I'll be the shadows that cloud your wretched mind
I'll be the darkness that glows inside your lies
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
The wolves smell blood and fear
The mist comes from the grave
Your blood-stained fists are shaking
You've just yourself to blame
What's the point in fucking fighting?
What's the point in anything?
If you could just stop screaming
We'll whisper with the wind
Can you feel this?
Does it haunt you?
I hope it stings, you freak!
Is it haunting?
Does it scare you?
I hope you're suffering
I'll be the shadows that cloud your wretched mind
I'll be the darkness that glows inside your lies
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
I'll be the shadows that cloud your wretched mind
I'll be reflections that glow in your lies
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fall deaf on silent ears
When tears remain unnoticed
Silence turns in to fear
Faces are just a memory
The ghosts you fear will rise
The vines are wry and twisted
Around your frigid mind
Can you feel this?
Does it haunt you?
I hope it stings, you freak!
Is it haunting?
Does it scare you?
I hope you're suffering
I'll be the shadows that cloud your wretched mind
I'll be the darkness that glows inside your lies
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
The wolves smell blood and fear
The mist comes from the grave
Your blood-stained fists are shaking
You've just yourself to blame
What's the point in fucking fighting?
What's the point in anything?
If you could just stop screaming
We'll whisper with the wind
Can you feel this?
Does it haunt you?
I hope it stings, you freak!
Is it haunting?
Does it scare you?
I hope you're suffering
I'll be the shadows that cloud your wretched mind
I'll be the darkness that glows inside your lies
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
I'll be the shadows that cloud your wretched mind
I'll be reflections that glow in your lies
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Fuck your bullshit!
Motherfucker!
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Writer(s): An Exit Breathe
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