Suppressing Times
Ah shit here we go
Listen to the fucking stories i wrote during the suppressing times
Bring it
I have become what my thoughts have screamed
What they are and what they want me to be
These next stories will explain what I essentially mean
Death and agony have plagued what I used to be
I've befriended the voices that always come in three
I have lost control as my fucking soul begins to flee
The noose is tied around the tree
Come on in, let me show you what I see
Take a fucking look
I'm fucked by all of you
And i just want to leave this fucking place
and kill all i have known
I just want to break my bones
Throw away the fucking throne
I just want to lay under my motherfucking tombstone
Fuck me up. Bitch come fuck me up.
Motherfucker you will never really fuck me up
I give up. Fuck it, i give up.
I don't know what should i think anymore
I hear these voices slowly taking over ever part of me
These are suppressing times
Suppressing Times
The devil has got me in his hands and hell is slowly closing its gates
I denied my death and my entry on the otherside,
So hell is the only place I wish to reside
I wish to be free, as i was meant to be
As i was meant to be
The devil has got me in his hands
And hell is slowly closing it's gates
I denied my death and entry on the otherside,
So hell is the only place I wish to reside
So let me introduce you to my fear & dagger
Watch me imma show something
The two snakes on my neck are flirting with the pain
And the dagger on my chest is cursed one.
With fear i survived this shit but fuck
From the top of my neck to the bottom of my stomach
From the gallows to the witch motherfucker this is it,
I just wanna go and quit,
I just wanna hit my face over and over with a brick oh fuck
The selection gave me more room
In this cell just to taste some freedom
I look up to see god and rip my mouth open,
Now he can go stare into hell
The devil in me reaches out and fucking lingers
My eyes roll back so I can see him cross his fucking fingers
Listen to the fucking stories i wrote during the suppressing times
Bring it
I have become what my thoughts have screamed
What they are and what they want me to be
These next stories will explain what I essentially mean
Death and agony have plagued what I used to be
I've befriended the voices that always come in three
I have lost control as my fucking soul begins to flee
The noose is tied around the tree
Come on in, let me show you what I see
Take a fucking look
I'm fucked by all of you
And i just want to leave this fucking place
and kill all i have known
I just want to break my bones
Throw away the fucking throne
I just want to lay under my motherfucking tombstone
Fuck me up. Bitch come fuck me up.
Motherfucker you will never really fuck me up
I give up. Fuck it, i give up.
I don't know what should i think anymore
I hear these voices slowly taking over ever part of me
These are suppressing times
Suppressing Times
The devil has got me in his hands and hell is slowly closing its gates
I denied my death and my entry on the otherside,
So hell is the only place I wish to reside
I wish to be free, as i was meant to be
As i was meant to be
The devil has got me in his hands
And hell is slowly closing it's gates
I denied my death and entry on the otherside,
So hell is the only place I wish to reside
So let me introduce you to my fear & dagger
Watch me imma show something
The two snakes on my neck are flirting with the pain
And the dagger on my chest is cursed one.
With fear i survived this shit but fuck
From the top of my neck to the bottom of my stomach
From the gallows to the witch motherfucker this is it,
I just wanna go and quit,
I just wanna hit my face over and over with a brick oh fuck
The selection gave me more room
In this cell just to taste some freedom
I look up to see god and rip my mouth open,
Now he can go stare into hell
The devil in me reaches out and fucking lingers
My eyes roll back so I can see him cross his fucking fingers
Credits
Writer(s): Colin Hammond, Yannick Markus Lehmann, Marc Zellweger, Tommy-lee Abt
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