Bloodshoteye - Hitlist Lyrics
Man made hell, with no where to turnSomethings wrong, what the ***** is happeningIs this going to be the death of meOr is this just the beginningCould this be the end, the end of everythingCause nothings what it seems in your realityLost in search of soul, bodies chilled and coldState of paralysis, all for another fixConstant drip, self inflict, empty pitYour burnt outI can't sweat away this foulnesslingering on leaving me strippedWords just can not describe anymore***** all I can say is what a bad tripDown on, down on the floorCan't find what I've been searching forI, I cannot breathI will not be beatenI must, I must be loosing my mindIts not, Its not your faultI'm the one that took the dopeI must, I must be loosing my mindI must, must be loosing my mindAt this point nothing mattersThe drugs have been devouredHigh, Fried