RESURRECTED BY MY OMENS Lyrics

I don't know if I am gonna make it

I'll just fake it though

Demons got my thoughts

They try to take it

Try to make their own

I don't know who I am gonna be

I walk a beat

Like a metronome

Shout my thoughts into a microphone

I don't know if I am gonna make it

I'll just fake it though

Demons got my thoughts

They try to take it

Try to make their own

I don't know who I am gonna be

I walk a beat

Like a metronome

Shout my thoughts into a microphone

Mind cuffed and shackled

My mind's arrested

Trapped in prison, I'm tested

Can't get no rest in

Darkness I'm left with

Depths of the trenches

My conscious is wretched

It's deep and embedded, lead headed

Guess I've accepted what's natural selected

Rotting from the inside out

Plotting my existence, having doubts

The constant state within my mental house

Dread and doubt

Clashing thoughts amassing

And I don't feel like I can get help

I'm already dead, I'm living in hell

Suppression bad intentions

I lessen, diminished to nothing

I'm finished with this life, let's end this

Too far gone I can't be aided

Progression of the hell I live in

Within the living

What's dwelling in the darkness has a hold on me

Deep and forbidden

My mind of self destruction

Construction of who I am

Something to someone

Now I'm the second coming

Ain't that something

Resurrected by my omens

From a walking fucking coma

Recession of weakness, tweak this

I need this, eat sheep with sleekness

I don't know if I am gonna make it

I'll just fake it though

Demons got my thoughts

They try to take it

Try to make their own

I don't know who I am gonna be

I walk a beat

Like a metronome

Shout my thoughts into a microphone

I don't know if I am gonna make it

I'll just fake it though

Demons got my thoughts

They try to take it

Try to make their own

I don't know who I am gonna be

I walk a beat

Like a metronome

Shout my thoughts into a microphone

Who would of thought

That the pain of all my demons

Reason with the madness in my head

We're in agreement

I'll reap this darkness

Now I'm the fucking meanest

Progressive power from the source

Is the best damn treatment

Now leave me alone

Me and demons are scheming

King on his throne

Represent all the heathens

Lost in the darkness

22 is the beacon

When life wants to screw you

You fuck it to completion

I don't know if I am gonna make it

I'll just fake it though

Demons got my thoughts

They try to take it

Try to make their own

I don't know who I am gonna be

I walk a beat

Like a metronome

Shout my thoughts into a microphone

I don't know if I am gonna make it

I'll just fake it though

Demons got my thoughts

They try to take it

Try to make their own

I don't know who I am gonna be

I walk a beat

Like a metronome

Shout my thoughts into a microphone