moosebox - Chance-medley Lyrics

I'm f*cking gnashing my teeth
I got the primal fire in my belly
Little liquor, little wine, yeah, your knife is sublime
Inside of me, inside of me
I have got no reason to let these feelings go
The blood tastes more flavorful when you are on your own
This chance-medley is a lot but we can take it
'Cause the world is so f*cked tonight
Something's gotta give, my mind is racing
Out of space and time
Without reason or rhyme, I feel it
Twist the knife again inside me, pull me under
I can't wait to die, can you let me lie in the dark
Oh, I'm running out of time
Oh, I'm running out of time
I can't stop licking these wounds
I'm washing red stains off of my fingers
Little liquor, little wine, anything to ease my mind, lobotomy
I fall apart again 'cause
I have got no reason to let these feelings go
The blood tastes more flavorful when you are on your own
This chance-medley is a lot, but we can take it
'Cause the world is so f*cked tonight
Something's gotta give, my mind is racing
Out of space and time
Without reason or rhyme, I feel it
Twist the knife again inside me, pull me under
I can't wait to die, can you let me lie in the dark
Oh, I'm running out of time
Oh, I'm running out of time
Oh, I'm running out of time
Oh, I'm running out of time