ya
Squattin' is the excuse is I frequently abuse
Either way I hold the chain im gonna need a noose
Sweats on my skin, sick with bad memories and burns for my sin
Don't mistake the demeanor
My kindness and weakness
I'll burn you with reality
While you cry to your Jesus
You're suffocating in two
You're choking in an empty room
You're empty life that's ending soon
Completely spells your doom
I made a choice deep inside
heroin or suicide?
sickness praised in times of need
we waste away from hands of greed
Jesus nailed to wooded T's
cannot compete with my disease
humanity the weak condition my soul is sick from my decision
Either way I hold the chain im gonna need a noose
Sweats on my skin, sick with bad memories and burns for my sin
Don't mistake the demeanor
My kindness and weakness
I'll burn you with reality
While you cry to your Jesus
You're suffocating in two
You're choking in an empty room
You're empty life that's ending soon
Completely spells your doom
I made a choice deep inside
heroin or suicide?
sickness praised in times of need
we waste away from hands of greed
Jesus nailed to wooded T's
cannot compete with my disease
humanity the weak condition my soul is sick from my decision