Istasha, MUGXTSU - Damned to stay inside the nightmare fog lyrics
[Istasha, MUGXTSU - Damned to stay inside the nightmare fog lyrics]
Crawling in the darkness deeper in the fire
Swimming in a pool of blood
Venturing in the forest of the damned
Am I gonna die here fuck
Am I gonna lie here forever
This place is worst than hell it'self
Just breathing is exhausting has I'm
Just trying to live
The only thing you can see
Is yourself getting buried
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do? I can feel my body
Burning through these flames
I can feel my soul
Getting crushed into pieces
Crawling in the darkness deeper in the fire
Swimming in a pool of blood
Venturing in the forest of the damned
Am I gonna die here? Fuck
Am I gonna lie here forever
Am I gonna die here? Fuck
Am I gonna lie here forever
Where the fuck am I supposed to go
When your life is destroyed
There's nothing that hold me anywhere
Border line and counting fines
Yet never get a dime
See me get the shorter straw
But catch your pockets filling
Up with dollars not important
Bloody garments and you cry in the dark back
Picking them pockets to get your cut
When the parody's heresy get you
Buried in Beverly hills
Though your pissing is bringing out
The smell of vinegar the ringing in my head
The siren banging barley cynical
A buck back quick's epidemic and
Fucking sick of itching
Got scrubs round my table fold
Back and no vision
Rattle silver ware i settle back
And let you fucking listen
Keep a nice sharp blade in
The back of the kitchen
Cellophane to wrap it unpack it
Locate your god hes missing
On the cabinet happens to
Be your past afflictions
Buried in the mind within your
Fingers under wrong conditions
I got plenty of rounds i
Don't need your ammunition
Notified but pleased that you probably
Gon be fucking this up
Swimming in a pool of blood
Venturing in the forest of the damned
Am I gonna die here fuck
Am I gonna lie here forever
This place is worst than hell it'self
Just breathing is exhausting has I'm
Just trying to live
The only thing you can see
Is yourself getting buried
What am I supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do? I can feel my body
Burning through these flames
I can feel my soul
Getting crushed into pieces
Crawling in the darkness deeper in the fire
Swimming in a pool of blood
Venturing in the forest of the damned
Am I gonna die here? Fuck
Am I gonna lie here forever
Am I gonna die here? Fuck
Am I gonna lie here forever
Where the fuck am I supposed to go
When your life is destroyed
There's nothing that hold me anywhere
Border line and counting fines
Yet never get a dime
See me get the shorter straw
But catch your pockets filling
Up with dollars not important
Bloody garments and you cry in the dark back
Picking them pockets to get your cut
When the parody's heresy get you
Buried in Beverly hills
Though your pissing is bringing out
The smell of vinegar the ringing in my head
The siren banging barley cynical
A buck back quick's epidemic and
Fucking sick of itching
Got scrubs round my table fold
Back and no vision
Rattle silver ware i settle back
And let you fucking listen
Keep a nice sharp blade in
The back of the kitchen
Cellophane to wrap it unpack it
Locate your god hes missing
On the cabinet happens to
Be your past afflictions
Buried in the mind within your
Fingers under wrong conditions
I got plenty of rounds i
Don't need your ammunition
Notified but pleased that you probably
Gon be fucking this up