
Date of issue: 20.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: G59
Song language: English
Whoa, I'm Woeful |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
That motherfucker in your window coming to terrorize |
Cold sweat on your flesh, running down your spine |
The days are black, I’m steady running longer nowadays |
I’m seeing creatures creepin' up and down the staircase |
I’m gettin' higher just thinking of Hell’s singing choir |
Devil for hire and I’m selling to the lowest buyer |
The god of liars, Michael Myers, submerging inside a fire |
My urges just won’t retire, I’m burnin' but never dying, no |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
I’m the kind of motherfucker that don’t go outside |
Pale skin boy, with the rope tied tight |
Gotta light up the blunt just to choke, 'bout time I feel something |
Climbing out of my funk, then I jump back in |
Punching a hole in the wall, let me in |
Bloody knuckles, unbuckle the belt, got a devilish grin |
Unfuckable, melt me away with my sins |
I’m in trouble, the bubbles should give you a hint |
Bitch, I’m sinking again in the bottomless pit |
Bitch, I’m rotten from all of the toxins I’m poppin' |
I’m poppin' from all of the toxins I’m copping |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
Crucify ghosts in a frozen abyss, ocean of planets in total eclipse |
Nowhere I wander, wherever I drift, usin' a razor to open my wrists |
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