Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chad Rowlette
Songwriter
Lyrics
You wanna die, I wanna die
Evil these thoughts when we trip off the high
Memories flash, you become mesmerized
Lord knows that I am nothing
Lord knows that I am
(You wanna die)
You wanna die, I wanna die
Evil these thoughts when we trip off the high
Memories flash, you become mesmerized
Lord knows that I am nothing
Lord knows that I am
Silence is rare (fuck, fuck) and the chaos is frequent (fuck, fuck)
The sweat from my face is resembled in walls (yeah, yeah)
Cry in these echoes and cracks in the skin (aye, aye)
Void my meeting with death cause I'm scared of my god (god, my god, my)
Fuck shit, a glorified mess
He's keeping watch, an elf on a shelf, test
You only once and a fool will die out
The look on my face when I asked if I'm out
(Fuck, fuck, fuck)
Oh my, oh my god, god
Written by: Chad Rowlette

