Excorcist
Obsession turned possession a lesson learned or poison
Obsession turned possession a lesson learned or poison
Obsession turned possession a lesson learned or poison
Obsession turned possession a lesson learned or poison
I think I need an exorcist
To rid me of that ex I miss
Get that demon out of my head
My friends say they are over it
Broken record, deranged bliss
Get me help or they will feed me meds
I, I am bleeding black from the inside, I, I'm not fine
I, I just got played by the devilish kind, I, lost my mind, lost my mind
I think I need an exorcist
To rid me of that ex I miss
Get that demon out of my head
My mum got me a therapist
Lost marbles, existential fit
Get me help or she'll book me a bed
I, I think I may need to kill my pride, I, I'm not fine
I, I've spun my neck, blacked out my eyes I, how do I leave them behind
Obsession turned possession, a lesson learned or poison
My blood is imbedded, my mind's gone at the moment
So here's my confession, the message heart sacrifice
I've run out of time, I've run out of time,
It's a bar fight, I'm not frightened
I've learnt to love punishment, I've learnt to want revenge
For the demon in my head
And I think I need an exorcist
To rid me of that ex I miss
Get that demon out of my head
Purge my emotion, open vent, for avoidant narcissists
Get me help or I'll go back to them, I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them, I
I'll go back to, I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them
I'll go back to
Obsession turned possession a lesson learned or poison
Obsession turned possession a lesson learned or poison
Obsession turned possession a lesson learned or poison
I think I need an exorcist
To rid me of that ex I miss
Get that demon out of my head
My friends say they are over it
Broken record, deranged bliss
Get me help or they will feed me meds
I, I am bleeding black from the inside, I, I'm not fine
I, I just got played by the devilish kind, I, lost my mind, lost my mind
I think I need an exorcist
To rid me of that ex I miss
Get that demon out of my head
My mum got me a therapist
Lost marbles, existential fit
Get me help or she'll book me a bed
I, I think I may need to kill my pride, I, I'm not fine
I, I've spun my neck, blacked out my eyes I, how do I leave them behind
Obsession turned possession, a lesson learned or poison
My blood is imbedded, my mind's gone at the moment
So here's my confession, the message heart sacrifice
I've run out of time, I've run out of time,
It's a bar fight, I'm not frightened
I've learnt to love punishment, I've learnt to want revenge
For the demon in my head
And I think I need an exorcist
To rid me of that ex I miss
Get that demon out of my head
Purge my emotion, open vent, for avoidant narcissists
Get me help or I'll go back to them, I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them, I
I'll go back to, I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them
I'll go back to them
I'll go back to
Credits
Writer(s): Kingsley Avery
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.