In order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present 4ria

My soul is beat to a pulp
Mornings proceed to be dull
I mourn the steepness of hope
As i gulp down a new gallon of malice
The monster within me
Grows broad on my bones
I bought a new tone with my attitude
Yeah i don’t fuck with you
But i’m not mad at you
It’s okay, i just feel bad for you
It’s okay, i gotta stash or two
To keep me numb through the night
To keep me numb through the night
All alone, i’ll be alright
All alone, feeling alright
All alone, feeling alright
Bitch you need darkness
For there to be light

Pretty girls romanticizing their suicide
Pity hurls vanity, panic by my demise
I’ve been feeling manic
Charles manson in my eyes
Granted, i gambled with disgust and little pride

Well isn’t it the gracе of god
They’re triggerеd by my face, so odd
Sitting in a place, ive erased my drive
To signal any trace
To relay a new glimpse of my rise