Seven - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Winter is winning, one night she goes

I have furious faith in all that she knows

The buzzing around it is fueling my prose

It ebbs and it flows, watch how it goes

Tapestry lovers can crush all your dreams

I mirror their actions so gentle, so sweet

Tossing and turning, just can't get to sleep

In a soundproof coffin seven feet deep

I just need a minute, to process what I've done

Don't leave me here committed, to a seven-chamber gun

I swear I will do (I will do)

What you can (what you can)

And you can't fuckin' stop me with a brick in your hand

Oh god, wouldn't it be grand

Snowflakes and cyanide don't fail me now

Kill all my friends, I don't give a shit how

Now that you know all I said was a lie

Put my guts on a platе for the kids that come by

Our love is gеnetic, you’re just a test tube

I'm a tall glass of iodine, you’re just an ice cube

Your trust is a poison, you’re the boy who cried war

Seven Deadly Sins I need a few fuckin' more

I just need a minute, to process what I've done

Don't leave me here committed, to a seven-chamber gun

I swear I will do (I will do)

What you can (What you can)

And you can't fuckin' stop me with a brick in your hand

Oh god, wouldn't it be grand

Seven-sided die roll

The six spin the bell have

Five fuckin' fingers cut

Four off make me sterile

And the three wise kings cut off

Your two broken wings

Give my regards to my enemies

They want my corpse [?]

I swear I will do (I will do)

What you can (What you can)

And you can't fuckin' stop me with a brick in your hand

Oh god, wouldn't it be grand