Exit Life (feat. 8corpses)

Текст песни 3od - Exit Life (feat. 8corpses)

Locked up in a cage I feel insane
There's no more names
Written on the walls are nothing but a lie
Its a bloody crime
Welcome to the timeline
The heavens are blinding
They sending a sign
Oh wait never mind
Clutter up the mess
And make it even worse
A beggar never really had a chance
Make a poor man dance
Bite the sores off our hands
Picking away at our souls
And we're falling apart with no roads
Like Vultures they cult led
We're 3 crows we don't need that

A lot of nervous energy
Pouring out me
I see I see
Uncertainty
Back up
The memory
Know what I know
I can't deny the feeling
Hit my ceiling but I won't stop healing
Never thought once of an exit plan
I fear the repercussion
Both sides of my eyes
Don't wanna stay dry
Living this life at a day at a time
Pessimist
But I'm still feeling fine
Not of your kind
Fuck it adjust to fit in alright
Safe in your thoughts
Let me guess it's some soft shit
Set it on fire
My shoe box your coffin

My energy is feral
Like the other guys Will Ferrell
People will come and go
Like and inhale
Exhale
I'm an infidel
Common sense ain't in style
People blind to the truth
Like they're speaking in braille
Judas mother fuckers wanna see me rot In hell
Give them an inch then they take a fucking mile
Seldom trust in people
Gotta reconcile
When we're all dead there ain't no sequel

Existential crisis
Feeling like I'm lifeless
All the
fucking time
I really do not fucking like this
Drink the fucking pain away
Stupid loose my mind
Crimes in my head
Tell myself these fucking lies
Death is coming
Reaper lurking around the corner
Best believe I'm leaving
Sold my soul to the heathens code
They're the reason
Now I'm not alone
Still it's cold chills
Breathing out the smoke
Feeling slow mo 'til I'm gone
No telling how long