(Chorus)
We a lucid nightmare, the bars are demons
The bass is a flame, the horns are bitches screamin’
My voice is a tunnel, there’s no light at the end
Take the Devil‘s lasso, here just follow us in
(Verse)
Whips ta ya back, hit so twist and react
They slit on impact, shit yo, ya vision goes black
Then simply it’s back, crazy, ya skin is intact
No incisions or scabs, maybe this isn’t that bad
Wait, what’s missing in fact, pay attention you hack
No sound, just growls, wow now listen to that
Pretend it ain’t back, when you know that it is
The same dark thing that used to haunt you as a kid
But could it hurt you now as awful as it did
Just then, it went, jumped, caught you at the rib
Held you down, laughed at ya, clocked you with a fist
Slapped you around, an drank from the bottle it did grip
Scoffed you and it went, left, man it battered you
Love you dad, see ya later, tomorrow after school
(Chorus)
We a lucid nightmare, the bars are demons
The bass is a flame, the horns are bitches screamin’
My voice is a tunnel, there’s no light at the end
Take the Devil‘s lasso, here just follow us in
(Yah-Hah)
Life is a lie wrapped in a riddle then dripped in a dream,
Tryin to fly strapped to simple things wings clipped then I scream,
It seems my brains cold from the sight of my vein bulge,
Exchange souls for the same bowl inspite like a tame bull
Same old same old tattoes like a flame skull cause our minds have the same pulse,
The trains pulls in at a creeping pace,
This freakin place is full of people with the demon face,
With judgemental thoughts, "Fuck em get lost"
I thought as my soul is sold for such little cost,
They all pass a bit quicker when they see the track marks,
The last start at the back far from where the trash marks,
The black parts of me seek the ending to this fable dream,
Till I see his heavenly face and angel wings,
My poison is hidden beneath the trenchcoat,
Staring at the tattoo I see on his throat,
Asking me which ghost, which key do you need to lock it,
For this profit how far will you reach into already empty pockets.
(Chorus)
We a lucid nightmare, the bars are demons
The bass is a flame, the horns are bitches screamin’
My voice is a tunnel, there’s no light at the end
Take the Devil‘s lasso, here just follow us in