BULLHEAD

[Intro]
These wings arent guarded
Im revelin all of the way in
The hope i dont wake up
So tired of anger
I'm not trying to hate you

[Verse]
Fuckin past weighin down on my conscience
Not a single fuckin clot could ever stop this
Too many differences in my brain can't just dismiss
All of the underlying battles lain in constants
Thought i told you that this wasn't for me
Fuck destruction, need distraction from need
Fuck the screaming and the wailing every fuckin day
I can't cope less at the mercy of a fuckin blade