Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Self-Destruct, artist - Spite. Album song Nothing Is Beautiful, in the genre Date of issue: 27.07.2017
Record label: Stay Sick
Song language: English
Self-Destruct |
| Diving deep into the depths of my mind |
| Abysmal thoughts that haunt me in the night come to life |
| Obsessing over brutality, violence directing my morality |
| Starve the helpless, torture the innocent |
| Shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up |
| There is no fucking God your dumb ass really thought |
| Close your eyes and fold your hands recite this ancient prayer |
| Worship this invisible entity and blessed be your family |
| If he loved you so much then question his mistake |
| If there really is a God then why would he create me? |
| God fearing when you should fear me |
| Abomination Jesus for the rich |
| Jesus for the privileged |
| Oh what a fucking luxury it must be |
| Holding on to your imagination past ten years of age |
| So tell me, do you wanna have some fun? |
| So tell me, do you wanna see some blood? |
| The best parts of life benefit number one |
| The one you idolize died a slave |
| He chose to break |
| You got me fucked up if you think |
| I’ll ever bow to someone’s power trip held together by child-like ideals |
| Pay attention (to me) |
| Offer everything (to me) |
| Throw a fit when things don’t seem to go my way |
| Get fucked |
| Old T for those who pray to an angry God |
| The new T for those who kneel to a «loving» god |
| There is a story for whatever the fuck helps your case |
| Do me a favor and pray he ends the human fucking race |
| Abomination, annihilation, obliteration, extermination |
| While your head’s in the clouds, mine’s trapped in a cell |
| While you look to the skies, I’m in my personal hell |
| Nothing to lose in a world where nothing is beautiful |
| There is only hate, black and gray executes all vision of hope |
| I feel like I’m dying and I have no reason for holding on |
| The pain so sharp |
| Cut, cut |
| Slice away |
| Crippling depression |
| The room is falling apart on me |
| I exhaust myself to breathe |
| No endgame, dry heaving |
| No fucking purpose, pointless freedom |
| An infinity of agony, help me, help me |
| I’m screaming, I’m screaming |
| Just fucking end me, I don’t wanna live amidst all this misery |
| Just when you think you found peace |
| Just when you think things might be okay |
| Remember one thing: |
| That nothing is beautiful |
| Nothing is beautiful |
| Nothing |
| Spite! |