Quentin Quarantino (feat. Kody Killam)

Sometimes I crave the taste of revenge Reminding myself you're not so innocent You're not so innocent So much conflict host of a guilty conscience There's no cure for your sickness Ask God to save your soul You let the Devil in some time ago What a high to possess your mind With a dose of placebo Nowhere to hide nowhere to run There is no time for your illusions Nowhere to hide nowhere to run There is no time for your illusions You're lost in the ghost smoke Take a toke of your own smoke You're walking in another's skin You're not yourself not the way that you're lying Sometimes I crave the taste of revenge Reminding myself you're not so innocent Sometimes I crave the taste of revenge Reminding myself you're not so innocent The truth stares at me from the mirror I'm sleeping in my filth blanketed with guilt I prayed you were different why are we so distant I battled the monsters by becoming one Their darkness engulfing my soul in the end The cry of the damned in the howl of the wind In the midst of the crisis I'm searching for them The wicked depicted so vivid the image I see it to clearly I barely can bare it Crushed by the weight so heavy our sin Abandoned my mind I'm an orphan again I've got wheelbarrows full of my pain and regrets Quick to forget we're the Devil's rejects There be nowhere to hide Nowhere to run Revengeful thoughts got me tripping my son Delusional chaos in darkness of seance Absence of light when the innocent preyed on Sinister thought perfecting the art The beautification of falling apart Sometimes I crave the taste of revenge Reminding myself you're not so innocent Sometimes I crave the taste of revenge Reminding myself you're not so innocent