Circles
As the prison walls cracked, we were under attack
I put a bottle of that Jack in my head
Step back there's a trap ahead, I can feel the blood pumpin' from my chest to my head
I'm dying, too hot in hell but too cold on earth
Desire, chains on my wrist and a bottle in my fist
Cold days make me comfy, keep it pouring I'm a junkie
I'm a sick, punk, first they hate me, then they love me
Middlefinger up to the ones who trynna dump me
Can you help me back up, cause my heads too fucked?
I shout out (ay) who wants the smoke?
Shout it out (fuck) cause there's hate in my throat
Pick it up and let it slip, Imma blow up in a bit!
I might take another sip, Imma throw up in a bit!
The wrong place, a mystery around here
On dark days, I swallow all that shit and I'm becoming sick!
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Mind in circles
Heaven is absent, they kill for relaxing
I'm kind of frightened
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Do you believe I'm dying (3x) right here?
We were under attack another night, no, arms no rifles
No sharpened nights I'm waiting at the shore
From tide to tide, from time to time
Theres a voice in my head trynna stop me from trying
I'm yelling I'm used to this melody
It's burnt in memory; I'm craving for that remedy
They separate those bodies from their souls
To ensure that all those stories won't be told
Count the days since we've been locked in
I can't tell you anyways
You can sell me, I keep ducking
In the ground is where I stay
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Mind in circles
Heaven is absent, they kill for relaxing
I'm kind of frightened
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Do you believe I'm dying (3x) right here?
I'm insane 2x
Its fire with fire
Hate with hate
My soul is burning
A thousand days
You know what?
I'm sick of this shit!
I'm coming with a shotgun, I can feel your heart pump
Motherfuckers freaking me out, you think you hard ones
I can give you 5 days I make it in 2
And I show you I will make it, even if you thought I lose
(Fuckin!)
Sensei, when I'm riding words
And I got a lotta bad days and it's getting worse
Show up to the function in a fucking hearse
I'm so far away from sanity cause I am cursed
(Fucker!)
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Mind in circles
Heaven is absent, they kill for relaxing
I'm kind of frightened
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Do you believe I'm dying (3x) right here?
I put a bottle of that Jack in my head
Step back there's a trap ahead, I can feel the blood pumpin' from my chest to my head
I'm dying, too hot in hell but too cold on earth
Desire, chains on my wrist and a bottle in my fist
Cold days make me comfy, keep it pouring I'm a junkie
I'm a sick, punk, first they hate me, then they love me
Middlefinger up to the ones who trynna dump me
Can you help me back up, cause my heads too fucked?
I shout out (ay) who wants the smoke?
Shout it out (fuck) cause there's hate in my throat
Pick it up and let it slip, Imma blow up in a bit!
I might take another sip, Imma throw up in a bit!
The wrong place, a mystery around here
On dark days, I swallow all that shit and I'm becoming sick!
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Mind in circles
Heaven is absent, they kill for relaxing
I'm kind of frightened
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Do you believe I'm dying (3x) right here?
We were under attack another night, no, arms no rifles
No sharpened nights I'm waiting at the shore
From tide to tide, from time to time
Theres a voice in my head trynna stop me from trying
I'm yelling I'm used to this melody
It's burnt in memory; I'm craving for that remedy
They separate those bodies from their souls
To ensure that all those stories won't be told
Count the days since we've been locked in
I can't tell you anyways
You can sell me, I keep ducking
In the ground is where I stay
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Mind in circles
Heaven is absent, they kill for relaxing
I'm kind of frightened
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Do you believe I'm dying (3x) right here?
I'm insane 2x
Its fire with fire
Hate with hate
My soul is burning
A thousand days
You know what?
I'm sick of this shit!
I'm coming with a shotgun, I can feel your heart pump
Motherfuckers freaking me out, you think you hard ones
I can give you 5 days I make it in 2
And I show you I will make it, even if you thought I lose
(Fuckin!)
Sensei, when I'm riding words
And I got a lotta bad days and it's getting worse
Show up to the function in a fucking hearse
I'm so far away from sanity cause I am cursed
(Fucker!)
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Mind in circles
Heaven is absent, they kill for relaxing
I'm kind of frightened
Tombstones, break 'em down
Church steps, burn it down!
Do you believe I'm dying (3x) right here?
Credits
Writer(s): Anastasios Gontelas, Colin Brück, Joel Jahn, Michel Thielmann, Michel Vogel, Stefan Gerbig
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