Pulling Strings

Think it's time like you're ready and primed

Probably got a million reasons why you think it's fine

In red death lie back hear this horse whip crack

Think you'd catch us all on the slack nah fuck that

Extended pain in the brain makes the mind race

Hard pressed justifying mess what a fucking shame

Feel heat up your spine from a damaged life

And you're still fucking wondering why?

Fuck it

Wake up

pulling strings

Still think you're a puppet master

Back down

in your cell

Better not crawl back out of the gutter

Cut off the skin

Tear out the soul

I told you bitch you don't fuck with me

I found the body you left on the ground

You could have buried me

I should have buried you

Keep your distance

The mind rings fresh the truth

the truth

Never wanted here

Again

Die in the cold

Stay away from me

Stay away

You climbed the hill

But you've been here before

Once more

Try and turn your blind eye

It won't work this time

This time

No more words now

you're well out of line

Commitment to career suicide

Red death bites back

Red death bites back bitch

Should have seen this one coming

LIE IN RED DEATH

RED DEATH