Reach Into Hell (feat. ZOMBIESHARK!)

Hunt me down over to the riverbanks Where we can taste the autumn breeze Jade green trees standing tall above the evergreen Always felt emotionless since I turned nineteen So apprehensive she said with despair in her eyes But what I saw was the sole reflection of pride It's all meaningless, here's seven mere words to abide by "I don't fucking care if I die" Was it worth painting that picture of a thousand words? It's the brush strokes of the acrylics that speak the most The grim glowing of the moonlight showcasing our silhouettes Almost vanishing like the smoke from a stale cigarette Hear my fighting words I didn't grow to wilt away Can you capture the shame in me? Can you capture the shame in me? The tribulation that was painted in The churning feeling when it's just the start The only crime was doing my part I bet your life looks picture perfect But you can never get the framing right It never mattered if I was alright I know my ending was always in sight Hear my fighting words I didn't grow to wilt away Can you capture the shame in me? Fucking drawn and quartered Severed by differed points of view My roots, they crack and rot As I find out how little I mean to you (To you) Hear my fighting words I didn't grow to wilt away Can you capture the shame in me?