Текст песни Wyo Psycho - Carbine C

Ungrateful fucking hateful
Of this life I have
Hanging from the ceiling such a drag
Mutilation used to be a thought I had
Now I'm making plans
With no reason or any thought
Whatever ends my plot
Floating where I trot
I wish I believed in souls
Looking around bodies null
Getting through like a knife that's dull
Scribes only thing visible
Everything else subconsciously metaphysical

So detached I wish I could feel anything
Give me sadness give me pain
Something grounding
Anything but drowning
Let me burn
Let me burn
Let me burn
Let me burn
Let me burn
Let me burn

It all felt so real
The feeling of death so surreal
Core memories just a fabrication
The blood on my hands is genuine
But the souls departed are but deceit
Am I the one who's truly deceased
Look at me I'm off the leash
Look at me kill the beast
Kill me before my health increase

So detached I wish I could feel anything
Give me sadness give me pain
Something grounding
Anything but drowning
So detached I wish I could feel anything
Give me sadness give me pain
Something grounding
Anything but drowning
Let me burn
Let me burn
Let me burn
Let me burn
Let me burn
Let me burn