9LIVES

This must be a bad decision All my friends are going missing Rip and kiss my love is sicken Just can't keep up with our bitchin Lights out Lights out Lights out Lights out Cant help but feel like there is some more tension Every sentence ending i seem to question my vision A testament of living broken homes eat at children And yes i like to mention i want more of your venom But since we last talked, lost our minds we beheaded Bonded between trauma guess we killed our own blessing Cut my skull open memories split into sections I come alive at night, bat my eyes to the sky At least you have 9 lives i just hope you stayin fine... LIGHTS OUT