Venom Bites
From the Stockholm I was born
From your sins, I lay to claw
I live to burn, live to massacre
The innocent while sleeping
You twisted, self-deluded
Self-serving, scrape of insect
I watch you boot-lick. I watch you, mongrel
Curb your tongue, or get a curb-stomp mouth-kiss
Venom bites, metal stings
Poison seeps, when you come to
When I creep into your dreams
It better be all that it comes to
Venom bites, metal stings
Poison seeps, when you come to
When I creep into your dreams
It better be all that it comes to
Never waiver, always fear
Never come back, I won't hear
Your tongue is cut off, throat is choked
My gripping hands around your throat
Oozing vapid, overshined
Your words disgusting, blackened lies
I feel the sludge. I smell decay
I cry fake and you fade away
Venom bites, metal stings
Poison seeps, when you come to
When I creep into your dreams
It better be all that it comes to
Venom bites, metal stings
Poison seeps, when you come to
When I creep into your dreams
It better be all that it comes to
That it comes to, that it comes to
Better be all that it comes to
If you come to, if you come to
God i hope you never come to
Back when we were young
In church, they taught us all the golden rule
That you should do unto others
As you would have them do unto you
Now it's been made extremely clear
How little I mean in the greater scheme
But though I reject a faith above
You should know I pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I pray that you fall face down into quicksand
I pray you catch on fire with the noose that you tied yourself
And while you're gasping for your one last breath
I pray that every fucking person helps you burn to death
I pray your next cocktail is Molotov
I pray your next lover takes a knife to your heart
I pray that your car falls in love with a streetlight
And when they're both together pray you're caught in it airtight, huh
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
From your sins, I lay to claw
I live to burn, live to massacre
The innocent while sleeping
You twisted, self-deluded
Self-serving, scrape of insect
I watch you boot-lick. I watch you, mongrel
Curb your tongue, or get a curb-stomp mouth-kiss
Venom bites, metal stings
Poison seeps, when you come to
When I creep into your dreams
It better be all that it comes to
Venom bites, metal stings
Poison seeps, when you come to
When I creep into your dreams
It better be all that it comes to
Never waiver, always fear
Never come back, I won't hear
Your tongue is cut off, throat is choked
My gripping hands around your throat
Oozing vapid, overshined
Your words disgusting, blackened lies
I feel the sludge. I smell decay
I cry fake and you fade away
Venom bites, metal stings
Poison seeps, when you come to
When I creep into your dreams
It better be all that it comes to
Venom bites, metal stings
Poison seeps, when you come to
When I creep into your dreams
It better be all that it comes to
That it comes to, that it comes to
Better be all that it comes to
If you come to, if you come to
God i hope you never come to
Back when we were young
In church, they taught us all the golden rule
That you should do unto others
As you would have them do unto you
Now it's been made extremely clear
How little I mean in the greater scheme
But though I reject a faith above
You should know I pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I pray that you fall face down into quicksand
I pray you catch on fire with the noose that you tied yourself
And while you're gasping for your one last breath
I pray that every fucking person helps you burn to death
I pray your next cocktail is Molotov
I pray your next lover takes a knife to your heart
I pray that your car falls in love with a streetlight
And when they're both together pray you're caught in it airtight, huh
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
I don't believe in God, but I'll pray for you
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Ping Deudon, Steven Samuel Goulet, Christian Ryan Kelly, Grant William Simpson, Timothy Patrick Nastar
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