Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
UCHIKATSU
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Rosario
Songwriter
Laurance Grube
Songwriter
Lyrics
Wicked is he
Who bares hate towards a man yeah
Wicked is me, if you could understand
What you took from me.
Why I am what I am.
And I can't believe it was a part of the plan.
Feel corrupted and cold.
My heart broken and fucked.
Mind is tired and old.
Like an old man done.
Tried to walk in peace, my heart
Drags through the mud.
Am I worse for wear?
Or conditioned by blood?
I feel hell
Like it's under my skin
Wish man well
But the poison sets in
I feel hell
Like it's somewhere i've been
I feel hell
Hang my head in rebuke
Though I wanna forgive
7x70
490 sins
7x70 so that's what I did,
But there's no repentance
You just dig your claws in
Wicked is he
Who corrupts the truth?
You can hide from yourself
But it won't hide from you.
Where is your respect?
No one you owe that to?
It makes my heart so sick.
I feel it boiling through.
This blood once was rich.
To thyself be true
Now it's acid and thinned.
By your awful truth.
Can't see the places I've been?
They damn well see you.
Smile to my face
Then you spit in my wounds.
I feel hell
Like it's under my skin
I suffer well
But the poison sets in
I feel hell
Like it's somewhere I've been
I feel hell
You think you can buy me?
You can't pay that cost.
You'd die inside my fucking head.
Crippled by my own thoughts.
Pray to Jesus for peace.
Because I'm always lost.
I've been living in circles,
And I'm aware of the odds.
That I might not make it
Gave it all I got.
Tried to be a peaceful man
I'm not cutting the loss.
490 times forgiven
7x70 wronged
I won't let it corrupt me.
You're not that fucking strong
I feel hell
Like it's under my skin
Coins to wishing wells
Still the poison sets in
I feel hell
Like it's somewhere I've been
I feel hell
Written by: Jonathan Rosario, Laurance Grube
