Like those gasping for their last breath We cannot hide there's nothing left This world was never worthy But how can I call it unfaithful Every promise was fulfilled As decay crawled from it's throat Like the dead rising from an open grave Lips of

I would do anything I'll give my heart and soul to see you free again If you could see the hope I've always seen in you Pray for life or bleed to death The words die in my throat And there is nothing I can do From a child to a monster And now a child

Held on to hope like a noose, like a rope God and medicine take no mercy on him Poisoned his blood, and burned out his throat Enough is enough, he's a long way from home Days of my youth wasted on a selfish fool Who ran for the hills from the hand you

Am I the only one I know Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat Shadows will scream that I'm alone But I know, we've made it this far, kid And I will say that we should take a day to break away From all the pain our brain has made, the game is

Cast out, buried in a hole Struck down, forcing me to fall Destroyed, giving up the fight Well, I know I'm not alright I'm not part of your elite I'm just alright Class structure waving colors Bleeding from my throat Not subservient to you I'm just

I was following the I was following the pack All swallowed in their coats With scarves of red tied 'round their throats To keep their little heads From falling in the snow And I turned 'round and there you go And Michael, you would fall And turn the

Join hands to summon up the dead, Hear them singing inside your head. Oh, my gypsy, can you tell, If sweet Satan Will rise from Hell? Crystal ball, will hypnotize, Look inside those demon eyes. Paint the circle around the pentagram, Cut the throat of the

Flesh starts to rip Gouging through skin From the throat Blood gushes Glandular eruption Blistered skin secretion Wounds too deep to heal Lungs fill with blood As vocal chords collapse

End of discussion I went from nothing to something I want them real deal hunnids Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani Pussy tsunami Ain't talkin' no money, it's nothing Big bag, truckload (huh) I'm in her throat (throat) Plug call, I finesse for the