Pressure around the field

Running through the hills

Slings are here to kill

Slings are here to kill

You feel the still

Peel the woods from reels

They're here to kill

They're here to kill

Yeah I'm so tired I'm not amped as I want to be

The energy above there ain't a fucking masterpiece

I'm just sleepwalking till a Tesla runs me over

It helps me wide awake and process is a little slower

Extensional music coming from away

I got nothing to say my brain overlays

From all these fucking words that I cook up

Then I look up then I fuck up till I shot back fuck towards lack

Wow Zorak why you gotta be aggressive?

Only response that I take is fucking rest it

Press kit overload from who I gotta left kick

Instead of taking lives of an admin of a test lift

Fuck your whole clique who says fuck your own unknown house

I'm over it it's cursed it's gone it's hidden on a couch

From a long time ago I fear what I left with

Never trust a testing of a five slinger death wish

It used to be me now you see what you did now how do you feel

It used to be you now you see what I did now how do I feel

Test of death slinger

Now result from a fever

Test of death slinger

I feel nothing but worse lump nerve

The drums are making me feel so weak

Turn your goddamn snare down for fucks sake

It's killing me from behind your attitude

Arrive to any lost land to over place

Nothing to fear to dry just to get a taste

To switch a structure for me it'll take a couple days

Ugh, fuck defend with a switchblade

Got something to forward to any else

Dry place stranded on a whole shelf

Bitch it's all over I'm just by myself

Testimony things just call over the cell

And it's all over I'm just by myself

And it's all over I'm just by myself

And it's all over I'm just by myself