Sin Spitter

Monsters

Compositor: Monsters

What's twisted, what's fucked?
It's that this shit won't let me be

I've tossed and turned and thought that i've learned
But this shit is set to repeat
My options are running thin

And the world's got its gun to my head

Without failure there would be no success

There used to be an emotion in me that would leave me lifeless
And now i walk with the spineless

Move

So i grabbed a pen, started jotting this down
Read this and know
I'm gonna drown

I've begged for you to let me be