Aye yoyoyoyo YO
It's too hot in here for you to be talking
If I can fucking hear you, you're wrong
Stop fucking talking
I imagine hell to be a void
Where all I feel and know
Are voices viciously deployed
They speak to see that I'm destroyed
All clamoring, reminders of my own faults hammering
Falling over one another without one of them stammering
I can't see myself moving in this dark room,
I only feel my hands grab my ears as they continue to consume
The voices bury me in my own will
I wish the roaring silence would be still, as I reach for the 9 mil
I knew I should've listened to Dante
While time marches andante
I suffer, I plummet to the status of the entree
We're all here, whether it's G.G. Allin or Emile Bronte
We all burn alone, all suffering in our own way
Yeah, the voices, they won't go away
So for eternity we all burn in our own way yeah
The voices, they won't go away
So for eternity we all burn in our own way
Huddled In the corner of a room with a gun
Your voices mean nothing if I rip off my ears
Avoiding noise, my cap is aluminum
I leer into my fears and shoot a round into the air
I'm shaking like it's Blair Witch because I think they heard that
I scream but I don't hear a word back
Just an amalgamation of audible abrasion
Accusing me of all damnation
As if I had the patience
I knew I should've listened to Dante
While time marches andante
I suffer, I plummet to the status of the entree
We're all here, whether it's G.G. Allin or Emile Bronte
We all burn alone, all suffering in our own way
Yeah, the voices, they won't go away
So for eternity we all burn in our own way yeah
The voices, they won't go away
So for eternity we all burn in our own way
