The Price Of Existence

So I’m comin’ back, and I’ll make another song
Dirty wet voice tellin’ me
You are kinda young
These shadows are do chasin’ me
Who gives a fuck?
Just waitin’ on my killing-strik
Livin’ dead out the mood
Go out and do take your stuffs
And the energy that I have is not good enough

Call to Young Rose
Call to Young Rose
Burnin’ all the clouths
Blood in-on my nose
What’s the meaning of my lyrics
Why you want to know?
You treat me like a spirit, so fuck you

Cry, cry
Just apologize
I’m at The Kaos
I am the ending of the time zone
Need someone to help me
Open cut on my tongue
I really can’t scream
Die for nothing
Die for money
And you’re blamin’ the world
Want to talk but you
You don’t have more words