Letters To Death

[Chorus: Mikahl Lawless]
Prescription pills try to calm the dark inside of me
Bloodstains on the sheets from ulcers bleeding
Struggled daily not to listen to my demons
My demons, my demons
Prescription pills try to calm the dark inside of me
Bloodstains on the sheets from ulcers bleeding
Struggled daily not to listen to my demons
My demons, my demons

[Verse 1: Mikahl Lawless]
Fucked up from the floor up
Got my mind always racing, wish it would shut up
Deep thoughts and regrets over time
All the dumbass shit fuckin' add up
I got trust issues, won’t go away
From pussies tryin' to put dirt on my name
I know they mad 'cause I just pass them, shit leaves me fuckin’ laughin'
Let's set the record straight, I could give a motherfuck of what people think
Got too many things I'm dealin' with for me to hear that lame-ass shit
I got mood changes, I'm never stable, always trying to hold this fuckin' anger
Broken inside from all this trauma but you won't hear me cry to a motherfucker
I’m fired up and fucked over, bipolar, pissed off, and un-sober
Sometimes it’s hard to recognize myself in my own motherfuckin' mirror
Push the blade in, want to meet my maker, try to close my eyes to feel stable
But that’s just a dream for me and I don't think that I'm able

[Chorus: Mikahl Lawless]
Prescription pills try to calm the dark inside of me
Bloodstains on the sheets from ulcers bleeding
Struggled daily not to listen to my demons
My demons, my demons
Prescription pills try to calm the dark inside of me
Bloodstains on the sheets from ulcers bleeding
Struggled daily not to listen to my demons
My demons, my demons

[Verse 2: MC Welchs]
Givin' off aromas that are gettin’ me nostalgic
Blood, sweat, and tears and now the pain, there's some trauma
Didn't know what toxic was until I started seein' problems
They're repeated and repetitive, retreated was infinitive
Was leaving with the kindness and the past is all behind me
Running from the lust 'cause the image is erotic
Of a demon all white, there's a sign of something different
And the difference is I'm stuck inside the past
Assuming I'm okay but nobody ever asked
About what they have reserved and it come straight from my mind
It's not up for grabs, chop 'em up, lumberjack
Like I'm in the woods 'cause the distance goes for miles, line 'em up
With the swing of an axe, number tickin' sixty minutes
Biohazard in effect, get a mask
Breakin' in the lab and letting out an unidentifiable amount of chemicals
And disperse it to the mass, it's a wrap

[Chorus: Mikahl Lawless]
Prescription pills try to calm the dark inside of me
Bloodstains on the sheets from ulcers bleeding
Struggled daily not to listen to my demons
My demons, my demons