Текст песни AS A BODY BAG - KNØTTZ

I walk around on a floor made of glass
On my feet
Shards are broken from the deeds of the past
I return home as a fucking body bag
As I turn to the void
I can feel my body drag
I return home as a fucking body bag
I return home as a fucking body, fucking body
I return home as a fucking body bag
I return home as a fucking body, fucking body
I'm forced to explain all the reasons
Why I don't want to fucking live
I see the flaws of the reality
Around me and it's killing me
And sometimes I am done with the bullshit you're on
I just bit a hole through my whole tongue
Just to watch you ruin one
I don't think you see the hate that you all breed
But then again, you thrive in it
There is no accountability
This for all you player haters
Ever since I realized that you niggas are all plastic
I have grown to hate you more
I'd rather die than wear your fashion

I can't see why you are alive still
We are coming to do our jobs and finish you
I can't see why you are alive still
I think it is you or me
Let's finish this
Don't you run away from this life
You will have it
Even if you pray
It is time, hole for rabbits
Heard you came to play
You want death? You will have it
Even if you pray
It is time, hole for rabbits
Die by my hands
You will die
Die by my hands
I will
Die by my hands
You will all die by my hands
Die by my hands
You will all die

And I hope you know
That I'd rather be a fucking body bag
Than to have anything to do with you
You hear me?
You fucking son of a bitch!
Return home
As a body bag
I return home
As a fucking body bag
I return home
As a fucking body bag
I return home
As a fucking body bag