Whoa, I'm Woeful
That motherfucker in your window coming to terrorize Cold sweat on your flesh running down your spine The days are black I’m steady running longer nowadays I’m seeing creatures creepin up and down the staircase I’m getting higher just thinking of Hell’s singing choir Devil for hire and I’m selling to the lowest buyer The god of liars my demise submerging inside a fire My urges just won’t retire I’m burning but never dying, no I'm the kind of motherfucker that don't go outside Pale skin boy with the rope tied tight Got to light up the blunt just to choke Bout time I feel something Climbing out of my funk then I jump back in Punching a hole in the wall Let me in Bloody knuckles Unbuckle the belt Got a devilish grin Unfuckable melt me away with me sins I'm in trouble the bubbles should give you a hint Bitch I'm sinking again in the bottomless pit Bitch I'm rotten from all the toxins I'm popping I'm popping from all the toxins I'm copping From Letras Mania