歌词
Take this time to make it ready and prime
I'm probably not of many reasons why you'd want me to find
Red death lying back in this hole that we've cracked
And you can get us all on this track
Nah, fuck that
Exceded pain in the brain, rage the mind, rage
Hard pressed justifying mess
What a fucking shame
Feel it up your spine from a damaged life
And you're still fucking wondering why
Fuck this
Wake up, pull that string
Still think you're above it master
Burned down, dead yourself
Better not crawl back out of the gutter
Cut off the skin, take out the soul
I told you bitch you don't fuck with me
I found the body you left on the ground
You should've buried me
I should've buried you
Keep your distance, the mind reads mess
The truth, the truth
Never wanted here, haunted
Die in the cold
Stay away from me, stay away
You've climbed the hill
But you've been here before
Once more
Trying to turn a blind eye
It won't work this time, this time
You know who is now, you're well in line
Commanding the decree of suicide
Red death bites back
Red death bites back
Exceded pain in the brain, rage the mind, rage
Hard pressed justifying mess
What a fucking shame
Feel it up your spine from a damaged life
And you're still fucking wondering why
Should've seen this one coming
Cut off the skin, take out the soul
I invented red death
Red death