Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gray Conclusion, artist - Devanation. Album song Dominion of Oblivion, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 28.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Unsigned
Song language: English
Gray Conclusion |
Why the fuck do I feel this way |
The hatred is breeding strength |
The road is closed ahead but I’m moving faster with every step I take |
I don’t wanna see tomorrow if it means triviality in-comparable banality, |
everyone I see is living sickness breathing |
So I guess I can’t be too far out from there, stupid and ugly and worshipped |
for nothing |
We’re fighting and fucking and loving and gushing |
I doubt there’s time for rushing |
Take a drink sit back relax |
Devanations here to break your fucking backs, I wasn’t done, |
You’re smoking crack, so for a matter of fact |
I feel invisible, fucking invincible |
The red is blinding |
I feel equivocal and ever despicable |
And the road is winding |
You already know the scorn is binding, but where do I go from here? |
(Give me a gun) |
My hands slipped off the wheel and the wall is in front of me, |
but I greet it with a smile |
Because the future is vile, look into the eyes of a child |
So innocent so ignorant, take it from a motherfucker that’s brilliant |
Your futile idealism is malignant, irreparable and militant |
I hope that you hear this and cringe I hope you bring it up to your therapist |
I pray that after you hear this or read this, |
You buy a gun and bulletproof vest and take them, |
Take em all, everyone, it’s time to fall |
Write it on the walls, it’s a nightmare casting call, bring the monsters, |
bring the pain and blanket Mother Earth with blood and hate |
I feel invisible, fucking invincible |
The red is blinding |
I feel equivocal and ever despicable |
And the road is winding |
You already know the scorn is binding, but where do I go from here? |
(Give me a gun) |
I’m talking like ripped to shreds I mean scraped to shit by an 18 wheeler |
Feed a man for free and he’ll be back for more |
Feed a man a bullet, you’ll never hear from him again |
I feel invisible, fucking invincible |
The red is blinding |
I feel equivocal and ever despicable |
And the road is winding |
You already know the scorn is binding, but where do I go from here? |
(Give me a gun) |