[Intro: Idio]
Foggy, Foggy, Foggy, Foggy, Foggy, Foggy
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

[Verse 1: Idio]
I got them blades in my chest that I had to ingest (Aye, aye, yuh)
Demons making a mess for the bugs to infest (Yuh, what?)
Waking up shaking and, daily, I’m breaking (What? What?)
I hate feeling safe in a place that I hate (What? Yeah)
Black stains cover my skin (Why?)
Sitting in the rain, wash away my sins (What? Wash away my sins)
Got all the bud, but I got no skins (What?)
I'm-a get a Benz just to take my life in (Yeah, aye, aye)
Stop my blood flow 'cause I wanna be dead (What?)
Choose between that or put a bullet in my head (Chyeah)
Throw my dead body underneath the fucking shed (What?)
I would calm down but I ain't got no meds (No meds)
I wanna be buried six-feet underground (What? What?)
'Cause the voices in my head just scream really loud (Why?)
Somebody please just help me out (What?)
I'm screaming while I'm bleeding out (I'm bleeding out)
I'm lost inside my fucking doubt (What?)
Never know what to talk about (What? What?)
(My) Head is up inside the clouds (What? What?)
Please, God, please, just help me out (What?)
I'm watching you suffer while you watch me bleed (Woah)
And I'm breathing in sulfur just for a good deed (For a good dead)
And I’ll promise to you, girl, that I am okay
Do not worry about the blade covered in stains (Covered in stains)
I’m on a lifeline with suicide on my mind
Hoping that I'll find a reason to love my life (What? Aye, aye)
I'm straight in the afterlife because I saw that knife
My time is up (Time is up)
My time is up (My time is up)
My time is up (My time is up)
I'm straight in the afterlife because I saw that knife
My time is up (Up, aye)

[Verse 2: NIKHEDONIA]
Baby-girl, let's hit a strain
I'm off the brain, I'm off the wall
Your bullshit, I see through it all
I'm pushing backs against the wall
The spinal cord's around my throat
I flaunt it like it's iced with gold
Never feeling less than bold
Surrounded, feeling oh-so cold
I am the God of all that's unseen
Slice through the guts and I bust in the spleen
Break all the rumours and wipe the slate clean
I am unholy, the fuck do you mean?
I am the God of all that's unseen
Slice through the guts and I bust in the spleen
Break all the rumours and wipe the slate clean
I am unholy, the fuck do you mean? (Eugh)
I am the terror that is deep in your eyes
I've fried all my brains and I've sharpened my knives
Ready to put an end to the misery of their lives
In the palms of my hands, I have held their last life
Their time is up, I am conflicted with rage
I'm a wordsmith left to turn the last page
Suffering in silence, my soul in a cage
Who could have dealt with this existential pain?
Sick of the bitch, she drive me insane
Give her the pill, a Ritalin aid
I'm popping a cap right into her brain
As she walk out the door and into her grave
Chopping the legs off the bitch, aye
Her body dumb-twisted and slit, aye
Front of my car, what she hit, aye
Leaving the body in grit, aye
Sick of the bitches who trip, aye
Sick of the mans' that they trick, aye
Confessing in lyrics I spit, aye
I morbidly follow the script, aye

[Breakdown: NIKHEDONIA]
Blegh (Blegh)
I am but the decider of life