Fear, running low
Head, turning slow
Thoughts, in my head
Burst, until I'm shhh....
Cannot compete I'm a shell of my heart
Because I carved out my core and be bleeding I hide
Creeping at night I'm a venomous creature
I broke what was hissing since I can't just die
33 bullets are rushing inside
13 personas are stuck in my mind
Pushing my back, can't control what is left
I just want to be quiet and quiet lies
Creeping in the night never thought I would get used to
Running until I cry, dreams are haunting bitch I choose to
Kill what's left inside, I reapply the dirt and mud of time
ATRXX is broken left behind what I used to like
Fear, running low
Head, turning slow
Thoughts, in my head
Burst, until I'm -