Back from the Grave

Straight From the grave ****

that’s where I came from

Back to the days when I never had nothing

Feeling like slave yeah, with all my chains on

It’s a different day but it’s all the same song

This ain’t a lullaby, this is Satans sing along

Going straight to hell, wonder who I’m gonna bring along

I know you can smell rotten bodies because the scent strong

Don’t know what they did, I just know that they did me wrong

On my Jeffrey Dahmer shit, Sammy Little shit

Grip the blade in my hand, you don’t wanna see me slip

I just wanna see blood, just a drip, a little bit

Took the pill and the shrooms, now I’ve started seeing shit

Fell into a black hole, swallowed by the deep abyss

I got hands like I’m Jax, you don’t wanna see the fist

I’m a ghost in the night, disappear into the mist

Out of place in this world, I don’t wanna be in it (no)

Take me out of this world

Out of place (yeah)

Finna bathe in my shame

Hide my face (yeah)

Disappear from this earth

leave no trace (no)

Life ain’t sweet

Only blood that I taste (yeah)

Spitting blood yeah

I’ve been spitting blood yeah

Where’s the love?

Someone tell me where’s the love at?

What the fuck?

I don’t know who to trust no more

Feeling stuck

I’ve been crawling out the mud (ayy)

Paranoid I’m so parainoid I can’t stop this shit

In a trance, stare into the void it’s an endless pit

I’ve been tryna block out all the noise

Tryna flip the switch

Cut the lights, blackout, finna end this shit

I’ve been sick, talking to my self is the remedy

Depression and anxiety gonna be the fucking end of me

Talking to my demons so I know my fucking enemies

It’s cool, I got plots for them reserved up in my cemetery