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letra de see you in hell - fisherman scott

[verse 1: fisherman scott]
freeing my judgment, tried and i tried
scent is repugnant, i’ve died and died
speak to your soul, they spoke into my hole
my hiding spot, sought after love
just an afterthought, the holy juggernaut
whenever i’m close, always draw down
take a dose, and my brain is a ghost town
free to speak, though my future is bleak
i am no longer weak, 48 ounces like marijuana bezique
they say i’m bipolar, saying i’m a f-g
my energy is solar, music is my punching bag
though i am in love, it seems i hurt what i do
she smelling like foxglove, feeling blue
feeling deja vu, to when i did the same thing
think i need a break through, every time i sing
i feel her presence inside of me

[hook]
see you in h-ll, my face getting numb
see you in h-ll, drinking through the twilight
stare at the ceiling
see myself in h-ll, my torture never over

[verse 2]
my father ain’t my friend, so i pour up some white wine
wash it down with turpentine, feel the fluid leaving my spine
glug down a fifth while i’m holding a nine
alabaster monolith, with the suicidal tendencies
finally about to act like a college application
don’t take no f-cking vacation, do nothing but work
going berserk on my walls, frustrated and angry
hungry for emanc-p-tion
if the devil let my mind go, he can take my f-cking soul
take my last hit out the bowl, and i’m tying a noose
bottle of grey goose, and a danseuse on my arm
i let him have me, as i kick out the chair
dying with a smile on my face

[hook]
see you in h-ll, my face getting numb
see you in h-ll, drinking through the twilight
stare at the ceiling
see myself in h-ll, my torture never over

[verse 3]
dark room, just me and my thoughts now
stomach tying knots thinking about my doom
i am the villain, popping too much penicillin
my h-ll is reality, in actuality
this all my choice, that’s what they telling me
everyday i contrive an escape
scr-ping the bottom of the barrel for a little clarity
everything with sincerity, i can’t bear to be
looked down on, so my whole life is a torture

see you in h-ll

- fisherman scott

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