Produced By: M∞nflower
Lyrics By: Shane Slaughter
Recorded by: Shane Slaughter & Liam Lingsch
Mixed and Mastered By: Liam Lingsch
Video shot, edited, and directed by: Liam Lingsch
Lyrics: Tore my ACL on stage now I can’t walk straight
Hand over my eyes call it a blind date
Built my whole career off my own hate
Don’t want to know what they say at the gate
Hit me with the rope
Just the way I cope
On a steady slope
To my own demise
Just a matter of time
Hit my line
Catch me in a lie.
Cut vein, drip dry
Hit face, .45
B l o o d f l o w from the sky
Bitch boy wanna talk shit
Your band blows just like your bitch.
About to get cut just like a stitch
When they find you under the bridge.
Lick the blood off the blade
Cut it up like first aid
The color of red in a different shade
When are you ganna fade
You got nothing to say
You act like a kid but in your 30’s
Can’t fucking smirk
When you enter in the dark where I lurk
Can’t fucking laugh
Fucking die on all of our behalf
Never seen a hate so pure, it’s my fate
If you’re sleeping on me then you’re already late
Say what I want no I don’t hesitate
Dead bodies at the bottom of the lake.
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This is my ode to you
Ode to your death
Ode to killing you
And leaving the rest
30+ vessel in a swan song
30+ vessel in a singalong
Won’t be a epilogue
Get it while I get then I go
Go ahead let everyone fucking know
That you are a fake
Just a fucking mistake
Just like glass
I watch you fucking break
Fuck what you know
The blood drip in the snow
Fuck what you say
It’s all bullshit anyway
Fuck all the fakes
The L is what you take
And fuck Shane Slaughter
Why would you even bother
Bout to make you walk over coals
Bout to put pistol grip hold
Bout to make your body run cold
Bout to put you in and cover the hole
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