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Night Terrors

Gunpowder Solution

Chorus:
I'm having night terrors, but I invite terror.
A subconscious attack from all my life's errors.

You probly hate me, I probly love you. And I've been dreaming of all the
Ways I can fuck you.

I'm having night terrors, but I invite terror.
A subconscious attack by all my life's errors.

You probly love me, I probly hate you.
And I've been dreaming of all the ways I could break you!

Verse 1:

I remember when I was 16 and I grew my second head. And Now I got 7 and
They follow me with every step. Arguing with dead intent, and borrowing my
Every breath, attacking my imagination filling me with thoughts,till I wana
Hollow out my weary head.
That's why I walk around lookin like I barely slept. And I don't think
There's nothing that I would consider scary left.

And That's why I'm ruthless with it, and your just a stupid sinic. Talkin
Shit on YouTube does not make u a music critic.

Your just a fuckin troll, face to face, I'd probly stab u and fuck the
Hole. That's how I fuckin roll. I hate people but I love control. I wana
Split open my chest and rip out my own fuckin soul.

By now the village idiot can tell that Ive missed you, makin pheromones
Jump at the smell of your tissue. Which forces me to endure and enjoy the
Hell that you issue.

Verse 2:

Last night I had a nightmare but woke up with a smile, and I'm starting to
Believe I've been disrupt since a child, it's like I'm stuck in a trial.

Trapped in my own mind. And il never make it out, while I navigate so
Blind.

Just a helpless fuck, wana crack open my head and let the fire from my
Scalp erupt, press the red button shut it down and fuckin self distruct.

I'm followed by rain,
There's something wrong with my brains, it's all sorrow and pain. I'm
Destined to fight demons like Solomon Kane.

The most cunning of linguists, yes
I am something distinguished, I wana play with your blood and let it run
Through my fingers.

You crept up in my head and got me wishing for death, you know Your simply
The best.

Stir your koolaid and drink up.
You don't know what I'm on the brink of. Cuz I just wana bleed till I fill
The fuckin sink up! So fuck you, and all the happy shit you think of!






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