[00:00.00] 作曲 : Scott Arceneaux Jr/Aristos Petrou
[00:37.18]What I hate most in this life is a long night
[00:39.81]Four walls and no calls and no lights
[00:42.13]But the moonlight creeping through the blinds
[00:43.95]Ceiling fan on high spinning
[00:45.10]I'm beginning to believe that tonight is the night
[00:47.92]Dead by dawn
[00:48.82]I'll shred my palm to the end of my arm
[00:51.19]I'm spread and gone
[00:52.43]Embalmed
[00:55.02]Put me in the dirt where I belong
[00:59.55]Existence is overrated anyway
[01:01.98]50 years later they won't remember you're dead
[01:04.65]6 billion people living as civilians and I hated them all
[01:08.24]I should have been a vermillion reptilian living in the swamp
[01:12.87](At least I'd have scales to protect me from the pain)
[01:55.11]Enter the void with my wrist shackled up
[01:57.54]******* and water that fill up my cup
[01:59.94]Visuals glisten when I get ****ed up
[02:02.28]Rehab's for quitters and I don't give up
[02:04.69]C**kin' the 9 if you want to act tough
[02:06.99]This is all by design, I don't have any luck
[02:09.19]When it comes to them dollars don't make me get buck
[02:11.90]Hollow tip showers when I go and bust
[02:14.15]Tell me the reason you want to be us
[02:16.52]I'll tell you good riddance and then get the ****
[02:18.97]Used to **** bitches in back of the bus
[02:21.32]Nothing has changed, bitch, I'm still busting slugs
[02:23.76]Always complaining about bitches and love
[02:26.05]When I don't feel nothing, no, not even lust
[02:28.45]Triple six demons, in Satan we trust
[02:30.91]Killing these mother****ers is a must

作曲 : Scott Arceneaux Jr/Aristos Petrou
What I hate most in this life is a long night
Four walls and no calls and no lights
But the moonlight creeping through the blinds
Ceiling fan on high spinning
I'm beginning to believe that tonight is the night
Dead by dawn
I'll shred my palm to the end of my arm
I'm spread and gone
Embalmed
Put me in the dirt where I belong
Existence is overrated anyway
50 years later they won't remember you're dead
6 billion people living as civilians and I hated them all
I should have been a vermillion reptilian living in the swamp
(At least I'd have scales to protect me from the pain)
Enter the void with my wrist shackled up
******* and water that fill up my cup
Visuals glisten when I get ****ed up
Rehab's for quitters and I don't give up
C**kin' the 9 if you want to act tough
This is all by design, I don't have any luck
When it comes to them dollars don't make me get buck
Hollow tip showers when I go and bust
Tell me the reason you want to be us
I'll tell you good riddance and then get the ****
Used to **** bitches in back of the bus
Nothing has changed, bitch, I'm still busting slugs
Always complaining about bitches and love
When I don't feel nothing, no, not even lust
Triple six demons, in Satan we trust
Killing these mother****ers is a must