In the world I faced my death with bare knuckles
Gripping my bones and shaking my soul
I gave up my energy force
But it took my being and stretched it out for a stroll
It whipped me like for 1000 nights
And taught me death was in control
I came back three hours later
Feeling like I'd just lost it all
My body breaks in two
Splitting up from you
Terror on my chain
Breaks away the pain
It's misery to school me on myself
But it's worse to face the paint
It's drying all night long on my walls
But the windows are always the same
Knuckle back down to it
Can I come around through it
Buckle my town, shoe it
Get the f*ck out of here
This body ain't no temple
This body is a dumped road
Feeling like a simple
Positively tempo
Let me see that limp stroll
Every day is writ, though
It's writ, yo
Every day is simple
Every day is death stroll
Every day I net more
God damn, I f*cked my life
F*ck me and f*ck my strife
God damn, I feel the curse
To cry would only make it worse
I can't feel to cry anyway
I'm not down with being on display
I'll give into nothing, hooray
Feed me to the fish today