It seems like every single corner I turn
I find my hands reaching for my f*cking crystal grip
(Pistol whip)
Any shady set of eyes in my way
Oh god this weight
(Set me free)
This secret's made me a slave
Who can I
(Trust with this)
Who was I
(Before this)
Treading water while avoiding the reaper
I can feel my body drawing closer to the deceivers
I
I can feel
The cold steel
Down my neck
It seems like every single corner I turn
I'm drifting further away
From my consciousness
A hyper focus on a new sole purpose
I must get this to everyone that is on the surface
What's the value of my life?
What's the value of my life?
Who'd have thought that a thief and a meddler
Would've been the one to finally put the puzzle together
Got 8 shots
7 days in a week
And I keep the last bullet in the chamber for me
If I take time to make mine
A path to let last
Our race could get past
This blood bath
There ain't no other way to save face
I've had it
Red hands make you disappear
Tragic Magick
So come and catch me at the cornerstore, bitch
You can get it too
Deadlock anybody in a 15 mile radius
Eagle view
If this my last chance
(If this is my last chance)
If it's to the Devil's tempo that I dance
(Tempo that I dance)
No technology
No apology
No gods will save you
Mayhem take you
I will watch as you die
It seems like every single corner I turn
I find my hands reaching for my f*cking crystal grip
(Pistol whip)
Any shady set of eyes in my way
Oh god this weight
(Set me free)
I will no longer be a slave