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manic
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manic was released on October 11, 2024 by your beloved atrocity as a part of the album lady of the rosary - EP
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Release DateOctober 11, 2024
Labelyour beloved atrocity
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
your beloved atrocity
your beloved atrocity
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wren Bennett
Wren Bennett
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
your beloved atrocity
your beloved atrocity
Producer, Graphic Design

Lyrics

Shotgun whiskey, don't wanna wake up
I won't miss me, so I'll make some some deep cuts
Burn my body, know I'll never be enough
Make me gory, ruin all of my guts
Don't go "jk" the second that I say
That you call yourself a god when you make me wanna pass away
End it today, nah, there ain't no way
I didn't think that I would even make it past the first day of may
The halo effect's your saving grace
A single moment to manipulate
Tear apart, seem safe, reshape
Turn your devil horns to crowns of thorns, manipulate the perfect face
Open a bottle, I'm drowning my problems out
A knife won't cut it this time
Internal battles that made me gain these doubts
I wanna maybe feel alive
Another bottle, the sting in my throat, I'll drown
I'll go in for one last dive
I swear I'll die before December five
Develop a god complex, act like a narcissistic ex
Call yourself the best, act tough with a puffed out chest
No one questions why your insecurities are pushed on me, like, hell
You call yourself a god
Then act like the one those bigots worship, oh well
You treat me like a parasite
I bring up the problems you deny
You treat me like a parasite
Act like you've got control over everyone alive
Open a bottle, I'm drowning my problems out
A knife won't cut it this time
Internal battles that made me gain these doubts
I wanna maybe feel alive
Another bottle, the sting in my throat, I'll drown
I'll go in for one last dive
I swear I'll die before December five
Open a bottle, I'm drowning my problems out
A knife won't cut it this time
Internal battles that made me gain these doubts
I wanna maybe feel alive
Another bottle, the sting in my throat, I'll drown
I'll go in for one last dive
I swear I'll die before December five
You wanted a song about how much I love you
Well this is what you get instead
So I hope that you got the message
Please don't make me resend it
Written by: Wren Bennett
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