Grim Peaks
Yeah

Back from the dead
Wanting me gone, should've aimed for the head
Still feels like I ain't drop my best
Cut me a check and then lay me to rest, yeah
Back from the dead
Wanting me gone, should've aimed for the head
Still feels like I ain't drop my best
Cut me a check and then lay me to rest

Or else we'll burn the witch
Dig a couple graves and throw 'em in a ditch
We'll murder them
Waiting for this plague to cover up our sins
Or else we'll burn the witch
Dig a couple graves and throw 'em in a ditch
We'll murder them
Waiting for this plague to cover up our sins

Don't talk 'bout it, just make moves
Write me out the game, bitch, you better make room
Better plan for what might ensue
If you need a minute, go ahead and take two
I don't even care about the comments or the views
Second that I give into it I might lose
Keeping to myself, only write my truth
Only way I live, I don't know about you
I'm used to a painful existence, I carry this sentence
I'm out of the grave again, I'll never fit in
The burden of living is too much to bare
Death is upon me but I never cared
This how shit blew up, off tracks
I threw out thinkin' nobody would hear 'em-
The thoughts of a screw up
See, half of these songs were my suicide notes
Guess being honest is how this shit grows

This is all I have I might
Just watch the world start to collapse
Am I the only one who sees
That prison is an hour glass

Back from the dead
Wanting me gone, should've aimed for the head
Still feels like I ain't drop my best
Cut me a check and then lay me to rest, yeah
Back from the dead
Wanting me gone, should've aimed for the head
Still feels like I ain't drop my best
Cut me a check and then lay me to rest

Or else we'll burn the witch
Dig a couple graves and throw 'em in a ditch
We'll murder them
Waiting for this plague to cover up our sins
We'll burn the witch
Dig a couple graves and throw 'em in a ditch
We'll murder them
Waiting for this plague to cover up our sins