Deception
Connected to anyone by my phone
I'm suffering
But somehow we're all fucking alone
Begin numbing
Got my finger on the trigger
Start hearing the afterlife
But that is part of their picture
I start thinking and realize
Pissed off to live in a society
That only offers anxiety
Pushing me off the edge until I lose sobriety
Am I immoral for the decisions that I make?
Complicated ends up the theme of our lives
Making us all wanna fucking scream
Get the fuck out my head
Begin my rampage
There will be nothing left
No more words to be said
The time has come new dawns
You will confess your wrongs
Find out that you belong
Six feet under in my back lawn (six feet under in my back lawn)
A ghost is a fucking monster
So why has it become the norm?
Never thought I'd play the role
But finally I've sold my soul
Atone for all your sins
But we are all victims
No more compassion left
Even before the masks
On a downward spiral
I might be killed
Who cares my heart spills
So I tear it out
And see fear as I get ready to shout
Pissed off to live in a society
That only offers anxiety
Pushing me off the edge until I lose sobriety
Am I immoral for the decisions that I make?
Complicated ends up the theme of our lives
Making us all wanna fucking scream
Get the fuck out my head
Begin my rampage
There will be nothing left
No more words to be said
The time has come new dawns
You will confess your wrongs
Find out that you belong
Six feet under in my back lawn
Get the fuck out of my head
Leave me stuck with the undead
Get the fuck out of my head
Or just leave me with the dead
The time has come new dawns
You will confess your wrongs
Find out that you belong
Six feet under in my back lawn
Get the fuck out of my head
Leave me stuck with the undead
Get the fuck out of my head
Or just leave me with the dead
I'm suffering
But somehow we're all fucking alone
Begin numbing
Got my finger on the trigger
Start hearing the afterlife
But that is part of their picture
I start thinking and realize
Pissed off to live in a society
That only offers anxiety
Pushing me off the edge until I lose sobriety
Am I immoral for the decisions that I make?
Complicated ends up the theme of our lives
Making us all wanna fucking scream
Get the fuck out my head
Begin my rampage
There will be nothing left
No more words to be said
The time has come new dawns
You will confess your wrongs
Find out that you belong
Six feet under in my back lawn (six feet under in my back lawn)
A ghost is a fucking monster
So why has it become the norm?
Never thought I'd play the role
But finally I've sold my soul
Atone for all your sins
But we are all victims
No more compassion left
Even before the masks
On a downward spiral
I might be killed
Who cares my heart spills
So I tear it out
And see fear as I get ready to shout
Pissed off to live in a society
That only offers anxiety
Pushing me off the edge until I lose sobriety
Am I immoral for the decisions that I make?
Complicated ends up the theme of our lives
Making us all wanna fucking scream
Get the fuck out my head
Begin my rampage
There will be nothing left
No more words to be said
The time has come new dawns
You will confess your wrongs
Find out that you belong
Six feet under in my back lawn
Get the fuck out of my head
Leave me stuck with the undead
Get the fuck out of my head
Or just leave me with the dead
The time has come new dawns
You will confess your wrongs
Find out that you belong
Six feet under in my back lawn
Get the fuck out of my head
Leave me stuck with the undead
Get the fuck out of my head
Or just leave me with the dead
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Wadhwa
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