Does Everybody In The World Have To Die
Change, some broken fate
Dim fucking dreams of a Hollywood cage
Perfect, picture-perfect babe
Kingdom may come, but look what we've made
Just slaughter and fuck what comes after
The meaningless madness, maniacal laughter
And what else can you take?
Your hands put together, so holy you hate
Another fucking madman
Another motherfucker with a motherfucking handgun
Come, all you weak; come, all you wicked
I got some heart, come and get it, bitches
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Everybody in the world has to fucking die
Everybody in the world has to fucking die
I am a thief, and my father is a bastard
Who am I? I am you
My ego, it eats, and it needs an answer
Do or die, let the hate burn through
Take a deep breath as you look in my soul
I'll devour your dreams, and I lived in your home
It comes from under the bed, that foul-smelling hot breath
And into your head, a close relative of death
We're coming inside
Kill the fucking hunter, and you're killing the pride
In the tide, I'll survive
Or will the fucking world leave me buried alive?
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Everybody in the world has to fucking die
Everybody in the world has to fucking die
You will not be anything
An afterthought, a memory
You've got bullets when you leave
You have nightmares, I have dreams
We need Mother Mary White
Hold in breath and wait to die
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
In a body bag
In a body bag
Dim fucking dreams of a Hollywood cage
Perfect, picture-perfect babe
Kingdom may come, but look what we've made
Just slaughter and fuck what comes after
The meaningless madness, maniacal laughter
And what else can you take?
Your hands put together, so holy you hate
Another fucking madman
Another motherfucker with a motherfucking handgun
Come, all you weak; come, all you wicked
I got some heart, come and get it, bitches
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Everybody in the world has to fucking die
Everybody in the world has to fucking die
I am a thief, and my father is a bastard
Who am I? I am you
My ego, it eats, and it needs an answer
Do or die, let the hate burn through
Take a deep breath as you look in my soul
I'll devour your dreams, and I lived in your home
It comes from under the bed, that foul-smelling hot breath
And into your head, a close relative of death
We're coming inside
Kill the fucking hunter, and you're killing the pride
In the tide, I'll survive
Or will the fucking world leave me buried alive?
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Does everybody in the world have to fucking die?
Everybody in the world has to fucking die
Everybody in the world has to fucking die
You will not be anything
An afterthought, a memory
You've got bullets when you leave
You have nightmares, I have dreams
We need Mother Mary White
Hold in breath and wait to die
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
Just another shallow man
Zipped up in a body bag
In a body bag
In a body bag
Credits
Writer(s): Jordon Kristopher Terrell, Dylan Peter Alvarez, George Arthur Ragan, Matthew Busek, Jorel Decker, Daniel Murillo, Griffin Barry Boice
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