Gun NYC - A Bloody Jubilee

Respiratory failure
Never felt so fuckin’ good
I hack and cough a lung up
Baby we’re misunderstood
I feel you in my insides
Need you in my blood some more
So rip apart my body
And coat my skin on the floor

Fuck it just kill me here
I’ve never been so close
To feeling what I feel for you
When you make me a ghost
My head it pounds
My heart it sounds
It puts me in the mood
To aneuryse and seize inside
My body is your food
I know that I am ashes
To stardust I’ll return
While in mother’s garden
Is where I can be heard
So I beg you to return mе
Don’t have to be one piеce
I’ll be a pulpy mess
A bloody jubilee

Fuck it just kill me here
I’ve never been so close
To feeling what I feel for you
When you make me a ghost
My head it pounds
My heart it sounds
It puts me in the mood
To aneuryse and seize inside
My body is your food

Fuck it you’ll just kill me
I’ll just burn here when you’re done
I’m looking at your past
Killings what you’ve always won
I can hear my other life waiting
For my new return
It’s waiting for my death
It’s my souls only concern
It’s my souls only concern
When I’m screaming in your past life
Im screaming in my ashes and the skull of your old knife
You Stabbed me once
Stab me twice
You Stabbed me with a good fight
While I burn down there
You’ll be fucking in the fake life