Hellish Failsons
Hey, starving demon, what's the big idea?
I'm trying to know how you keep on going, on on your way
I've been sent here, not too proud to say it
As you know, certain vows will go to waste
What a suicidal mission, you call yourself an arhat
As a creature, you're lower than me
Stomach distended, eyes are sunken
I'm aching for that skin of yours
I'll gut you in one, two, three, okay
Oh, go ahead if you really want me dead
I'll let you know how it's hanging on the other shore
I'm afraid I got nothing left to say 'cause it's the same
Even when I'm done and far, far gone
It's up to you
Oh, holy fail-son, what's the big idea?
I'm starting to think that there's something that I can't see
Always hungry for scum and fell detritus
What's the point of it for an ugly fucking scavenger like me?
'Cause I'm afraid, tortured everywhere I go
'Cause it's the same rotting carcass that I call home
'Cause honestly, it pains me to articulate my flaws
What is conscious and truly free (as a starving demon)
Oh, raise your head, I don't think I want us dead
'Cause after all we're just fragments, broken in our heads
Won't you know all I needed was a friend
'Cause after all, wanna hang around that other shore
(Shore, shore, shore, shore)
As a starving demon finally finding reason
As a starving demon finally finding reason
My friend, the starving demon, finally finding reason
I'm trying to know how you keep on going, on on your way
I've been sent here, not too proud to say it
As you know, certain vows will go to waste
What a suicidal mission, you call yourself an arhat
As a creature, you're lower than me
Stomach distended, eyes are sunken
I'm aching for that skin of yours
I'll gut you in one, two, three, okay
Oh, go ahead if you really want me dead
I'll let you know how it's hanging on the other shore
I'm afraid I got nothing left to say 'cause it's the same
Even when I'm done and far, far gone
It's up to you
Oh, holy fail-son, what's the big idea?
I'm starting to think that there's something that I can't see
Always hungry for scum and fell detritus
What's the point of it for an ugly fucking scavenger like me?
'Cause I'm afraid, tortured everywhere I go
'Cause it's the same rotting carcass that I call home
'Cause honestly, it pains me to articulate my flaws
What is conscious and truly free (as a starving demon)
Oh, raise your head, I don't think I want us dead
'Cause after all we're just fragments, broken in our heads
Won't you know all I needed was a friend
'Cause after all, wanna hang around that other shore
(Shore, shore, shore, shore)
As a starving demon finally finding reason
As a starving demon finally finding reason
My friend, the starving demon, finally finding reason
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Writer(s): Justin Kim
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