Skreamer - Bad Trip Lyrics
I cut my fingers so my hand won't let this *****er slipAnd every word it lingers, louder as I tighten gripIn every dream he haunts me mocking in his ignoranceHow could I mistake deception and hate for Innocence?Will I let it slip?Or will I take this *****er down.Is it a bad trip?Are my feet still on the...Every laugh shared, every thought had,Every moment I want outAll your *****ing, all your lying,I'll pull those two words out your mouthYou couldn't look in my eyes,When you said your goodbyes,That I could takeNow you're spreading your lies,Eating shit with the flies,No more to fakeWill I let it slip?Or will I take this *****er down.Is it a bad trip?Are my feet still on the ground.