Reach Into Hell A Scent Like Wolves (Ft. ZOMBIESHARK!)

Hunt me down over to the riverbanks
Where we can taste the autumn breeze
Jade green trees standing tall above the evergreen
Always felt emotionless since I turned nineteen
"So apprehensive" she said with despair in her eyes
But what I saw was the sole reflection of pride
It's all meaningless, here's seven mere words to abidе by
"I don't fucking care if I die"

Was it worth painting that picture of a thousand words?
It's thе brush strokes of the acrylics that speak the most
The grim glowing of the moonlight showcasing our silhouettes
Almost vanishing like the smoke from a stale cigarette

Hear my fighting words
I didn't grow to wilt away
Can you capture the shame in me?

Can you capture the shame in me?
The tribulation that was painted in
The churning feeling when it's just the start
The only crime was doing my part

I bet your life looks picture perfect
But you can never get the framing right
It never mattered if I was alright
I know my ending was always in sight