Ski Mask Fantasy

I've got nothing to say
There's no one else to blame
For the choices you've made
What a f**king shame?

Ghost .45
Always on my mind
Ghost .45
There's nowhere to hide

Ghost .45
Always on my mind
Ghost .45
There's nowhere to hide

Just look at you now, unfit for the ground
Cease to exist, better off less than nothing
Pray for forgiveness and pray for his grace
When I put the mask on, let you feel all my hate

Just look at you now, unfit for the ground
Cease to exist, better off less than nothing
Pray for forgiveness and pray for his grace
When I put the mask on, let you feel all my hate

The time has come for you to pay for the things that you have done
The time has come for me to make right of what was wrong

All I want
Is for you to die
All I want
You to cease breathing
All I want
Eradication
All I want

Motherf**ker

You won't make a sound
Load another round
Deep beneath the ground
You will not be found

Now I drown in hate
How's the barrel taste
Ski mask on my face
Hell is both our fate

I've got nothing to say
There's no one else to blame
For the choices you've made
What a f**king shame
I've got nothing to say
What a f**king shame

Ghost .45
Always on my mind
Ghost .45
There's nowhere to hide

Ghost .45
Always on my mind
Ghost .45
There's nowhere to hide

Hold the f**k up, wait a minute
This dead soul motherf**ker's 'bout to end it
So committed, the revolver still spinning
With the barrel to your head

You won't make a sound
Load another round
Buried underground
You will not be found

Now I drown in hate
How's the barrel taste
Ski mask on my face
Hell is both our fate



Credits
Writer(s): The Drape
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