Psychotic
You're scum
Lower than dirt
A coward born from callous hurt
You're running from the bridges that you burned
There was a time when you kept me alive
Hypnotised by your emerald eyes
And when you turned your back and walked away
A part of me fucking died that day
You carved my words into your skin
Hope it reminds you what we could've been
Did you fake everything we ever shared?
Like a leech bled me dry til you're fed
You'll die in misery
Just as you live
The choices you made will lead to your grave
You bare a soul so black it can't be saved
Are you listening?
You're scum, lower than dirt
All sympathy is dead, for what it's worth
You're buried in my past, you're a lesson learned
So why can I feel you breathing down my neck if you're in the earth?
A sea of corpses lay before me as I turn around
This can't be real, this can't be no no no no no
You're fucking sick
You need to die
I'm cursed with your disease - an eye for an eye
You taught me how to slaughter
I rip the guts from everyone I love
Immune to all their suffering
They call it a disorder
I call it consequence of fucking up
And trusting you again
You taught me how to slaughter
I rip the guts from everyone I love
Immune to all their suffering
You are my disorder
Psychotic motherfucker
Suffocate
I wanna watch you fall apart
So run from all you've hurt
Hide from a gaze that won't avert
You're lost in self destruction
You'll die in misery
Just as you live
The choices you made will lead to your grave
You bare a soul so black it can't be saved
You'll die in misery
Just as you live
The choices you made will lead to your grave
You bare a soul so black it can't be saved
When I look back at what we could be
Knowing that you'd settle for less than me
You showed your face when my back was turned
And trapped yourself
Under the bridges you burned
Lower than dirt
A coward born from callous hurt
You're running from the bridges that you burned
There was a time when you kept me alive
Hypnotised by your emerald eyes
And when you turned your back and walked away
A part of me fucking died that day
You carved my words into your skin
Hope it reminds you what we could've been
Did you fake everything we ever shared?
Like a leech bled me dry til you're fed
You'll die in misery
Just as you live
The choices you made will lead to your grave
You bare a soul so black it can't be saved
Are you listening?
You're scum, lower than dirt
All sympathy is dead, for what it's worth
You're buried in my past, you're a lesson learned
So why can I feel you breathing down my neck if you're in the earth?
A sea of corpses lay before me as I turn around
This can't be real, this can't be no no no no no
You're fucking sick
You need to die
I'm cursed with your disease - an eye for an eye
You taught me how to slaughter
I rip the guts from everyone I love
Immune to all their suffering
They call it a disorder
I call it consequence of fucking up
And trusting you again
You taught me how to slaughter
I rip the guts from everyone I love
Immune to all their suffering
You are my disorder
Psychotic motherfucker
Suffocate
I wanna watch you fall apart
So run from all you've hurt
Hide from a gaze that won't avert
You're lost in self destruction
You'll die in misery
Just as you live
The choices you made will lead to your grave
You bare a soul so black it can't be saved
You'll die in misery
Just as you live
The choices you made will lead to your grave
You bare a soul so black it can't be saved
When I look back at what we could be
Knowing that you'd settle for less than me
You showed your face when my back was turned
And trapped yourself
Under the bridges you burned
Credits
Writer(s): David Vernon, Jackson Kingsmill, Lucas George, Natalie Carr, Nathaniel Sherwood, Rohan Bertinat
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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