Текст песни bLAcK oPs (m@n!a) - The Pretty Wild

Ready? Go!

I'm lost in this game
I'm a passenger to the dark and sinister
Blacklist username
Finger on the trigger and now it's all a blur

It's gotten out of hand
It's out of my control
Madness consumes my soul

This is mania, mania
Widespread
Not just in my head
Draining my stamina
I bled, I'm just a shell in this hell that we manifest

You would sew my mouth shut
Stitch a smile on my face
If death were my tongue
You would die for a taste

You're buried six feet in excuses
You'll never heal, cutting off your bruises

It's gotten out of hand
It's out of my control
Madness consumes my soul

This is mania, mania
Widespread
Not just in my head
Draining my stamina
I bled, I'm just a shell in this hell that we manifest

I'm a hostage
Barely conscious
Held by ransom thoughts
It's mania, mania
Widespread
I'm just a shell in this hell that we manifest

S.O.S, someone help
Ah, fuck it, I'll do it myself

Manifest
Get down

I'm just catching my breath, I fight to the death
No mercy to give and no pity left
Did this all myself, to hell with your help
My back to the flames a final, farewell
Farewell

This is mania, mania
Widespread
Not just in my head
Draining my stamina
I bled, I'm just a shell in this hell that we manifest

I'm a hostage
Barely conscious
Held by ransom thoughts
Mania, mania
Widespread
I'm just a shell in this hell that we manifest

Manifest!