Radio Plays

Errrr Slam these sad lyrics into reverse Please hurry It feels like we're riding in the back of a hearse Take a breath Nah just kidding It just got worse Cold ink spills chills up spine exposing demons as they rehearse Scriptures far from blessing only curse No rhythm No pulse Quick someone get the nurse Patients bleeding out quickly with every verse Please tell me you've got the cure tucked inside of your purse No return policy for the pain simply can't reimburse No brakes to prevent crash cart needed for hearts cloud of confetti dust in full disperse