Fiending for the grave
Ready to lay
Bag up my body and take me away
No one to listen or care what they say
Don't care anyway
No step out of place
No right over wrong
It's height to the base
Nobody listens
Won't hear what i've said
S'why i'm fiending for my grave
Gravity just do your thing
No fight to stand another day
So take my name
Guess I'll get this off my chest
Been under stress
The kind of strain that don't constrain
The swelling pain that's in my chest
No novacain to kiss goodnight
Don't keep a bitch to give me sex
Alone I roam under street lights
On rubber, clothing, bones, and flesh
Keep a shady grove I call my home up in my head
Don't got a bed, sometimes it's cold
But all in all, id say my dome's the f*cking digs
It's weird as shit, because
One minute it's nirvana
Then the next, I'm seeing red
This f*cking lens is shifting
Lifting, dropping, gripping, nodding off
Kamikazi body poppin' off
Before i'm falling off the cliff