Slaughterous (ft. WHXAMI)

Slaughterous
Run him down, sick the dogs
Make a masterpiece
Blood and bone in the dirt
Eat his arteries
Hear their calls, siren song, hypnotizing us
Eat your face, gouge a gash, necrotising mush
Dig in deep, his ribcage breaks beneath the weight of your knee like a piece of wood rotting out in the cold
The blood starts to clot underneath my nose
It creates a stench that fills my whole skull with lust for the slaughterous
Trough of slush that pours out your head, it's such a rush
Feel the pain, cut it out, cut and paste now
Septic life, severed twice from the waist down
I hear death, it sings to me when I'm making songs
All I feel is the rights that I get wrong
Want to dip into black and drown in sand
Against the grain, splinters in my hand
There's nothing left but for me thats all I have
Kill someone to feel like a god again

And while they glorify depression
Im alone in silent stressed
I probably won't reply to messages
But only time will tell
Bite the bullet like a veteran
I cope and fight the pesimist
Punched the fuc*** mirror lookin back at my reflection
Fists bloody need a bandage
Fix up any the damage
Been cussing putting holes up in the door inside my crib
Im destructive when I'm panicig
But they don't fuc*** get it
Yet I'm managing just keep the bullshit inside the den
Fuck it we struggling
Money barely be coming in
Wondering about all of this what if its all for nothin
Thats something that i don't wanna
Put too much stock in the thought of
Work hard as f*** you know whats up you probably couldn't keep up and you fuck*** know its the truth
God isn't here
Run him down, sick the dogs
Make a masterpiece
Blood and bone in the dirt
Eat his arteries
Hear their calls, siren song, hypnotizing us
Eat your face, gouge a gash, necrotising mush