| I find a certain comfort in searchin' through the
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| Darkness on my quest to find the light
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| And as I’m digging through the ruins, that line these city streets
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| A sense of hope walks with me
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| Still I hold onto this dream of a scar-less heart and a spite-less mind
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| No longer shall I try to find a nameless ghost nor provide
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| Shelter for my
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| Demons, there’s so many I smell brimstone
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| Come in through family, I’m seein' all of the sin shown
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| Kin grown into enemies that’ll be your friends gone
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| Ain’t you very lonely, but a sanctuary when grim’s home
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| Got rules but I dig it, God knows that I’m wicked
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| Or does it, cause when I tug it, it never shows that I visit
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| Tell the judge, y’all make me feel like it’s hella love
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| So stand out amazed when I let loose on my ___?
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| My spirit needs jumper cables, never know love but I want ya label
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| I’m comfort-able
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| Nothing lately makes me feel like they worthy of trustin'
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| So I load my gun with the intentions of bustin'
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| I’m, cool with the trauma now
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| Cause it’s abundant, ever since I laid my mama down
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| Some members talked me so bad, 'til my persona found
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| No mercy, go Earthly, cock and make the llama sound
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| Cause that’s the language they know, deepened anguish they grow
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| To people without rules, and make you doubt who’s
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| Gonna love you forever cause they gave you some hateful mouth ooze
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| I was so effin true, but I became the person to shout to
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| Now that I’m lonely, I don’t get no fun like Laos food
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| And I’m such a meanie, wanna come and see me? |
| Reroute dudes
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| I’m chillin' in hell in hot water sittin' on my couch fools
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| So it ain’t no problem walkin' through yo hell in ya house shoes
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| I’m good where I am in the dark, and darkness alone
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| I’m comfortable with it
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| Bring it, if you got it to bring |