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Possession, obsession
I got so many questions
Possession, depression
This hell is my heaven
Possession, Oppression
Do you have a confession?
Possession, Perfection
My Death was a "succession"
Possession, obsession
I got so many questions
Possession, depression
This hell is my heaven
Possession, Oppression
Do you have a confession?
Possession, Perfection
My Death was a "succession"
I sold my soul
The spiders took control
They took ahold
They swallowed me whole
I can't, see
That bitch wants to be me
It hurts, it screams
I wish it was a dream
I want to die
I don't want to be alive
They're in my eyes
I want to fucking fly
Please take me away
I don't want to play
Please show me the way
I know this sounds cliché
Possession, obsession
I got so many questions
Possession, depression
This hell is my heaven
Possession, Oppression
Do you have a confession?
Possession, Perfection
My Death was a "succession"
It comes the time
To see who will survive
Is that a crime?
Ratish has arrived
I see the path
Stuck in the Devil's wrath
Just do the math
I am a physcopath
I show all the signs
Been a bitch since I was nine
Pretty face, I'm supa' fine
And I'm thick, I'm so Devine
I'm not, yours
I closed all those doors
And these hours
Feel like years
Now I'm bursting into tears
These bodies wracking up
Drink your blood in a cup
I feel so stuck, kill myself
Like what the fuck?
Now I'm going missing
I saw you two kissing
You're not in my position
Why will nobody just listen?
I'm so fucking done with all these fuck boys
Treating me like a boy
Making me want to destroy
Uh, gravity's pulling me down
Making me want to drown
Killing me, every ounce
I don't want to be around
So now I'm dead
You shot me in the head
Decaying in my bed, all I can see is red
Satan brought me back
Smoking hella crack
Now I'm his vessel
I'm part of the devil
I see everything you do
I'm watching your every single move
You don't know what I've been through
So be fucking honest, is it true
Blood on my hands
Because you don't understand
I killed that fucking man
And when the cops pulled up, I ran
Possession, obsession
I got so many questions
Possession, depression
This hell is my heaven
Possession, Oppression
Do you have a confession?
Possession, Perfection
My Death was a "succession"
Possession, obsession
I got so many questions
Possession, depression
This hell is my heaven
Possession, Oppression
Do you have a confession?
Possession, Perfection
My Death was a "succession"
Possession, Possession, Possession
Possession, Possession ,Possession
Possession, Possession, Possession
Possession, Possession, Possession
Possession, Possession, Possession
Possession
WRITERS
Ratish Rabid Miraj
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
Sexual
