There is hope to live now
You can't help but to scream, but to shout
All that was seen remains
Just a shimmering sheen
Accompanied with fear trickling
Rapture couldn't come faster yet
Once it's all over
My guard lowered
To the ever present horror,
Facing the
Self-cannibalizing war machine
The spite
Rolls off of your tongue
Fills up your lungs
Makes my mind numb
Like a gut punch! yeah, a gut punch!
Your tone
Down dirty low
Over the phone
What was I shown?
Yeah a gut punch! F*ck a gut punch!
Let go of that notion
That its okay
'Cause the hurt stays
Like a gut punch! F*ck your gut punch!
The spite
Rolls off of your tongue
Fills up ur lungs
Makes my mind numb
Like a gut punch! yeah, a gut punch!
Given time to slam the breaks
And acclimate with my heartbreak
I see things movin'
All's improvin'
Were just groovin'
How did I prove it?
Poison dripped prose pulls on your woes
I hope you know it's best if you
Let go of that notion
That its okay
'Cause the hurt stays
Like a gut punch! F*ck your gut punch!
Save your breath, I know now
No need to tell me
There'll always be gators,
To pick my bones clean
New skin, same old meat
Yell Occult
