Текст песни In The Darkest Confinements of my Head (INTERLUDE) - sheam7e

Hyperventilating can't escape hurt
Intrusive thought of waking see one crying hearing screams of either maker
God please let them live until I make it
At least until we pay off all the payments on his fucking pace-maker
Hyperventilating can't escape hurt
Intrusive thought of waking see one crying hearing screams of either maker
God please let them live until I make it
At least until we pay off all the payments on his fucking pace-maker
Hyperventilating can't escape hurt
Intrusive thought of waking see one crying hearing screams of either maker
God please let them live until I make it
At least until we pay off all the payments on his fucking pace-maker
Hyperventilating can't escape hurt
Intrusive thought of waking see one crying hearing screams of either maker
God please let them live until I make it
At least until we pay off all the payments on his fucking pace-maker

Inner energy reflects my anger
Illicit images within my head I cant project onto this paper
Plummet off the tallest skyscraper
Cant describe know he's inside beside my sorrow where the deepest hate lurk
Inner energy reflects my anger
Illicit images within my head I cant project onto this paper
Plummet off the tallest skyscraper
Cant describe know he's inside beside my sorrow where the deepest hate lurk
Inner energy reflects my anger
Illicit images within my head I cant project onto this paper
Plummet off the tallest skyscraper
Cant describe know he's inside beside my sorrow where the deepest hate lurk
Inner energy reflects my anger
Illicit images within my head I cant project onto this paper
Plummet off the tallest skyscraper
Cant describe know he's inside beside my sorrow where the deepest hate lurk
Inner energy reflects my anger
Illicit images within my head I cant project onto this paper
Plummet off the tallest skyscraper
Cant describe know he's inside beside my sorrow where the deepest hate lurk
Inner energy reflects my anger
Illicit images within my head I cant project onto this paper
Plummet off the tallest skyscraper
Cant describe know he's inside beside my sorrow where the deepest hate lurk

My stomach turns on me thought I was friends with all these tape worms
Can't bear secrets to anyone is this real or just fake hurt
If they knew all the shit I've seen its no more existing on this earth
Wind knocked out of my lungs no breaks because my anti-brakes weren't
Shouldn't be alive inside my own grave I've found the pay dirt
Built from scratch so many times I'm over using easy bake words
Soliciting this insanity really that's just how my brain work
Wish I could turn it off before I cough up blood and get what I deserve