Текст песни Mayhem - Sixthells

I need my space
I was going too fast
I was going nowhere
Livin' in the past
Shit man I been there
Trippin' bout my head
Talking to myself
Ain't no time to waste
I need to chill
Take a breath
Standing still
Fuck I can't
Pay the bills
That's alright
Kill another beat
Yeah but I can't sleep
Reaper weeping
Am I dreaming

What's the reason to live
If we end up so fucked up
Never had no feelings
Man I wish I had some
Looking appealing
Deep down it's all dust
Fuck this season
Everyone is out of love

Yeah
Yeah
I feel that
I'm just going through the same
Fucked up mane
Was about to break a chain
Felt a whiplash
Then a lightning crossed my brain
Sun down
Lights off
Working on my aim
Now I'll never miss a shot
Test your luck
See wassup
Pull that trigger
Or you gon die
Fuck the cops
Fuck him up
Middle finger to the sky
Fuck your gods
Fuck a prayer
Fuck the lords
Fuck the mayors
Fuck 'em all
They ain't with us