.

.

Music yippie Some make us laugh, some make us cry These klowns only gonna make you die! You should know (by now), really That this could end, really You should know I could never make it work (Wake up) it's pretend, really Really (there) ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ Do you like the way the water tastes? I am sick I am horrified at everything I hear The youngest daughter lost her way Everyday repeats itself again The cycle of our misery, it drives us all insane Please come home. Now breath in the blame Sleepwalking nights are uselss lives to be drained Always the same Couldn't be denied Before the secret died The hole closed up and the wound healed And I was left with a one inch mound of flesh Where my penis used to be Where my vagina never was She's got no self control A beauty with an empty soul There must be something wrong When chicks are playing dead She cuts herself raw Playing dead She can't see nothing nothing at all She can't see nothing nothing at all Cyclops woman dying in her shell Smoky eyes never tell the truth Look so hot in the back of the cop car TV cameras know just who you are You're a pretty brunette, got a chance, ruin it I don't need to fantasize You are my pet all the time I don't mind if you go blind You get what you get Until you're through with mine What am I supposed to do? I lost my shit because of you All the lilies bloomed and blossomed Wilted and they're shivering I can't stop their withering Oh, this world is a war.

You go so low, your faggot rainbow Your Nazi halo won't save you this time I sift through all the cliques Roaming the halls all year, making me sick While everyone's out tryin to make the cut, what And when you think you know me right I switch it up And very later I have learned to Accept some friends or ridicule My whole existence is for your amusement And that is why I'm here with you Had a hell of a time, I'm suffering in God my life was a mess And I will never forget it haunting it Let the dark do the rest And they go: Well you know if you want to talk about it I'll be here, you know And you'll probably feel a lot better if you talk about it, so why don't you talk about it And I go: No I don't want to, I'm okay, I'll figure it out myself And they just keep bugging me and they just keep bugging me If I wasn't here It wouldn't make a difference anyway If I wasn't here It wouldn't make a difference anyway I am in a living hell, makes me wonder if I'm alive Can't seem to bring myself to figure out why I shove and I pull away to the things that I call you every day I can't seem to break you down, but I know I'll come around Everyday I ask why You were picked to be Jesus Christ It could've been me It should've been me Up on the cross Tellin' you all Do unto others as you would have them do unto yourself You did it unto me and NOW I"M DOIN IT ONTO YOU Marry your bride Get buried alive You know I am defeated won’t you love the sinner in me? Every day I need it I will never be forgiven Lost inside my sick head I live for you but I'm not alive Take my hand before I kill I still love you, but, I still burn Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Let me help you hold the glock against your head SPOTiFY ACCOUNT.

Full playlist.

other genres.

Dethklok!.

Want more music?.

COME BACK HOME.

.