Did you lose you way or did you lose your mind? | |
A blacklight rush, blacklight fever, keep it on the hush | |
There’s no ignition | |
Just constant repetition | |
Basic black and darker gray | |
Hold that thought then come what may | |
It’s so unreal, what your heart can’t feel | |
Basic black and darker red | |
All God’s children wind up dead | |
It’s so damn real, what your veins reveal | |
Sample your final breath, the end | |
This is a game of death my friend | |
So pyrotechnic, still a skeptic? | |
This is the end | |
In here we’re all insane | |
In here we all discovered pain |
Did you lose you way or did you lose your mind? | |
A blacklight rush, blacklight fever, keep it on the hush | |
There' s no ignition | |
Just constant repetition | |
Basic black and darker gray | |
Hold that thought then come what may | |
It' s so unreal, what your heart can' t feel | |
Basic black and darker red | |
All God' s children wind up dead | |
It' s so damn real, what your veins reveal | |
Sample your final breath, the end | |
This is a game of death my friend | |
So pyrotechnic, still a skeptic? | |
This is the end | |
In here we' re all insane | |
In here we all discovered pain |
Did you lose you way or did you lose your mind? | |
A blacklight rush, blacklight fever, keep it on the hush | |
There' s no ignition | |
Just constant repetition | |
Basic black and darker gray | |
Hold that thought then come what may | |
It' s so unreal, what your heart can' t feel | |
Basic black and darker red | |
All God' s children wind up dead | |
It' s so damn real, what your veins reveal | |
Sample your final breath, the end | |
This is a game of death my friend | |
So pyrotechnic, still a skeptic? | |
This is the end | |
In here we' re all insane | |
In here we all discovered pain |