Hole in the Sky
Vitruvian Man lined within my veins
Mona Lisa in my brains
Happiness comes in waves but
Never fully remains
If I deface my own tomb
Does it mean I've subjected to my own words
Fight me, I said bite me
I will fight both boys and girls
I find myself on my own
Coz no one can handle me
I am so angry at everyone
And no one understands me
And there's a hole in the sky
For Heaven to fall through
I owe nothing to myself
And I owe nothing to you
Thrown back down
Down to the hounds of Hell
And I fist fight with
The Devil himself
Down the ocean in a cup
Cut the flesh off my bone
The tendons in my throat tense up
As I'd feel you approach
I know you are there
Watching me, wanting me
A direct medium of your immaturity
I am King of the Hill
And King of the Hill is me
I will fight 'til I die
I will fight everyone in this room
I cup my fists 'round my thighs
And thank God
That I'm skinnier than you
And there's a hole in the sky
For Heaven to fall through
I owe nothing to myself
And I owe nothing to you
Thrown back down
Down to the hounds of Hell
And I fist fight with
The Devil himself
Hole
Hole
Hole
Mona Lisa in my brains
Happiness comes in waves but
Never fully remains
If I deface my own tomb
Does it mean I've subjected to my own words
Fight me, I said bite me
I will fight both boys and girls
I find myself on my own
Coz no one can handle me
I am so angry at everyone
And no one understands me
And there's a hole in the sky
For Heaven to fall through
I owe nothing to myself
And I owe nothing to you
Thrown back down
Down to the hounds of Hell
And I fist fight with
The Devil himself
Down the ocean in a cup
Cut the flesh off my bone
The tendons in my throat tense up
As I'd feel you approach
I know you are there
Watching me, wanting me
A direct medium of your immaturity
I am King of the Hill
And King of the Hill is me
I will fight 'til I die
I will fight everyone in this room
I cup my fists 'round my thighs
And thank God
That I'm skinnier than you
And there's a hole in the sky
For Heaven to fall through
I owe nothing to myself
And I owe nothing to you
Thrown back down
Down to the hounds of Hell
And I fist fight with
The Devil himself
Hole
Hole
Hole
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Writer(s): Poppy Hall
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