歌词
I'm a young man, down in a hole
My mama once said "now you're on your own"
The smell of death taste like my breath
Rats call my name and I'm ready too
Feels like I have no chance to stand thru
Your nightmares are coming for you
Beat like a drum, machine gun playing blues
My nightmares are real, this Bullet's for you
Feels like I have no chance to stand thru
Your nightmares are coming for you
Beat like a drum, machine gun playing blues
Your nightmares are real, this bullet's for you