The LAST WORD (feat. JOEL MARTORANA)

Tempting rejection Not enough seconds to hold your attention But the devil thats in question Doesn't need the redemption It takes a moment to realise The fires burning in my eyes As you embrace the horror Your willing demise As I strive to stay alive Take the fucking knife out of my side I'm trying to weather this storm on the inside The best course for us to rise Is for your demise The daggers in your eyes Hide the scars in your mind Theres no soul to find Will we ever be free You cant stop the momentum No holds barred acts of aggression But the devil that I mentioned Has taken full possession Forcing me to lose all I hold dear For a fragile future that presents so clear I spit on fate, bitter is it's taste I'm fucking done running this rat race Stay there and burn in the flames Welcome to an early grave We couldn't be further from the same Both forced to endure an unnecessary pain I spit on fate, Bitter is it's taste I'm fucking done running this rat race I spit on fate, Bitter is it's taste Fuck the rat race