Bring the Pain
A dim lit secret in the corner
I'm a wanted man
A haunted spirit with a warning
Think twice before you let me loose again
A new face that smiles like the devil
He sings so low
A perfect puppet is a weapon
Think twice before you let me into your home
A rule breaking take what you wanted
No questions asked
A heart breaking roll with whatever
Get out before he pulls you in again
A bull dozing crowned like a winner
He's got the glow
A disarming glance he's a thriller
Get out before he pulls you into his throne
Such a commotion
Welcome to the show
I'm out from my grave
You better make me some room 'cause I plan on staying
Surround me with shame
You got your sticks and stones
You're gonna bring the pain
Yeah
Don't fall behind on the message
Don't let him go
Hungry for people to follow
Won't stop until he gets the lot of them
Don't let him take your intentions
Don't let him know
He'll hunt you down in the shadows
Won't stop until he makes you one of his own
Don't try to fight it
Relax and let it go
I'm out from my grave
You better make me some room 'cause I plan on staying
Surround me with shame
You got your sticks and stones
You're gonna bring the pain
Yeah
When people try to stop him
They turn into his drones
Yeah
So if you try to drop him
You best not let him know
I'm out from my grave
You better make me some room 'cause I plan on staying
Surround me with shame
You got your sticks and stones
You're gonna bring the pain
Yeah
A shout from my stage
You got to beat me down on another day
I'm a wanted man
A haunted spirit with a warning
Think twice before you let me loose again
A new face that smiles like the devil
He sings so low
A perfect puppet is a weapon
Think twice before you let me into your home
A rule breaking take what you wanted
No questions asked
A heart breaking roll with whatever
Get out before he pulls you in again
A bull dozing crowned like a winner
He's got the glow
A disarming glance he's a thriller
Get out before he pulls you into his throne
Such a commotion
Welcome to the show
I'm out from my grave
You better make me some room 'cause I plan on staying
Surround me with shame
You got your sticks and stones
You're gonna bring the pain
Yeah
Don't fall behind on the message
Don't let him go
Hungry for people to follow
Won't stop until he gets the lot of them
Don't let him take your intentions
Don't let him know
He'll hunt you down in the shadows
Won't stop until he makes you one of his own
Don't try to fight it
Relax and let it go
I'm out from my grave
You better make me some room 'cause I plan on staying
Surround me with shame
You got your sticks and stones
You're gonna bring the pain
Yeah
When people try to stop him
They turn into his drones
Yeah
So if you try to drop him
You best not let him know
I'm out from my grave
You better make me some room 'cause I plan on staying
Surround me with shame
You got your sticks and stones
You're gonna bring the pain
Yeah
A shout from my stage
You got to beat me down on another day
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Ramirez
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