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letra de clench (prey4deth) - act-1

verse 1

too much happiness to wrap my head around
too many peeps depending on me
can’t wait to let em down
inner child molested by intellectual pedophiles
tryin’ to f-ck my head up and leave me left with my head in clouds
i’m self destructive, there’s no shred of doubt
that i hate myself
and i don’t really need anyone’s help to get me down
i let it out in my music enough to level out
and help me settle down, so i don’t end it now
or lеt them clowns vex me til i еnd up mentally dead in the ground
my girl keeps trying to get me to smile
bout to let out a howl
primal screaming to relieve my mind of violent dreams of evil
that been occupying my mind since i was a teen
one day i dream that i might get a restful night of sleep
but, sh-t keeping me up at night
i can’t seem to deny my demons

hook

every day i pray for death
satan keeps telling me to be patient
takin baby steps
there’s no one really left to save me from my crazy self
so i’ll just spend my time left on earth
blazing my way to h-ll
every day i pray for death
my dentist says i’m cracking my t–th
‘cause of the way i clench
antic-p-ting the end of days with baited breath
for now, i’ll spend what time we have left
trying to make a mess
verse 2

lucifer please take my hand
and show me that it takes much more
than just murder to make a man
wish i could take the stand and testify against myself
only stress is left inside my chest, causin my heart to melt
guess it’s time to face the f-cked up truth
no one will ever truly love me, i’m a f-cked up dude
no matter how hard i work or what the f-ck i do
all i gets a pat on the head like it’s duck duck goose
well, f-ck you too
grew up with a constant lack of confidence
early signs of depression, a knot in my subconscious
but, my scars tell the story of other peoples incompetence
children in a flower garden, stomping my accomplishments
hand around your throat
you feel that pop in your esophagus
i’m thanos with the stones
you’re throwing rocks at rhe monolith
p-ssing off a god, i thought the consequence was obvious
you’ll feel the wrath of retribution in a cosmic sense

hook

but, every day i pray for death
satan keeps telling me to be patient
takin baby steps
there’s no one really left to save me from my crazy self
so i’ll just spend my time left on earth
blazing my way to h-ll
every day i pray for death
my dentist says i’m cracking my t–th, ‘cause of the way i clench
antic-p-ting the end of days with baited breath
for now, i’ll spend what time we have left
trying to make a mess
oh sh-t…i meant “make amends”
trying to make “amends”, not “a mess”
i f-cked it up

- act 1

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