Primitive
Thriller Records
3:31There's no escape from this hell I've created My mind is so fucking jaded Please God, have mercy on my soul There's nothing you can do to put me back down that hole Nothing ever seems to work for me My whole life turns into gruesome depravity So sick of these patterns Don't convince me that I ever mattered You slimy bastard Kill, eat, repeat You're nothing but a fucking hypocrite There's no escape from this hell I've created My mind is so fucking jaded Please God, have mercy on my soul There's nothing you can do to put me back down that hole You sit on your throne past the pearly gates What's the point if you dictate who gets in anyways? Self serving, righteous prick Why don't you pray on your knees and suck this dick Kill, eat, repeat Kill, eat, repeat Kill, eat, repeat Kill, eat, repeat Kill, eat, repeat Kill, eat, repeat There's no escape from this hell I've created My mind is so fucking jaded Please God, have mercy on my soul There's nothing you can do to put me back down that hole Kill, eat, repeat Kill, eat, repeat