Redback - demo
Lined formations
Run along its skin
Trapped in her web of lies
She continually spins
As clouds clear to reveal what night awaits
The spiders out and its time to hunt for prey
Crawling the streets
Searching for the filthiest meat
Just drown the thoughts
With more bottles
Have you ever thought that
Maybe you were the problem to start with
Sleep with anyone
Its the only way you can feel
But you wont learn
You have made a fucking mess
Putting others in distress
Complex venom through the fangs
Bullet through your fucking brain
There's no place in the darkness
For you to call your home
There's nothing left in this world
That you can call your own
You really have made a fucking mess
Putting me under so much stress
Complex venom through your fangs
Bullet right through my fucking brain
So just drown the thoughts
With more bottles
Another night
Working in the brothels
And as the sun goes down
Shes sold out of love and drowns
She is nothing but a waste
Of every-bodies time
I pray for plagues
To wipe out all of life
And just like you always do
Its always all about you
This earth has no place for
Lowlifes
Run along its skin
Trapped in her web of lies
She continually spins
As clouds clear to reveal what night awaits
The spiders out and its time to hunt for prey
Crawling the streets
Searching for the filthiest meat
Just drown the thoughts
With more bottles
Have you ever thought that
Maybe you were the problem to start with
Sleep with anyone
Its the only way you can feel
But you wont learn
You have made a fucking mess
Putting others in distress
Complex venom through the fangs
Bullet through your fucking brain
There's no place in the darkness
For you to call your home
There's nothing left in this world
That you can call your own
You really have made a fucking mess
Putting me under so much stress
Complex venom through your fangs
Bullet right through my fucking brain
So just drown the thoughts
With more bottles
Another night
Working in the brothels
And as the sun goes down
Shes sold out of love and drowns
She is nothing but a waste
Of every-bodies time
I pray for plagues
To wipe out all of life
And just like you always do
Its always all about you
This earth has no place for
Lowlifes
Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Pascoe
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