Your Own Damnation JT Music

[Verse 1]
He will never grow tired of cryin'
He's a fighter despite being frightened
That's Isaac, this is his bindin'
Hope that the wordplay fits to your likin'
Between what Isaac is writing and reality, no line can define it
If it ain't real, why is he hiding?
Tryin' to deny the corruption inside him
But somebody's tryin' to find him
His mother, the Bible-abiding psycho, misguided by some divine shit
Monsters come in all kinds of disguises
She cast him aside, then with a knife, tried to sacrifice him
To a guy in the skies, to oblige him
End of the line, it's time to get violent
Carnage and death defiling his mind
All of his nightmares rising to life
Inciting a riot of spiders and flies
Bloated and blighted, the vilest kind
Climbing his way through piles of grime
In hindsight, might have been fine if he died
Harness the power, holy divine
Turn demons to dust and water to wine
Never gonna stop fightin'
Even if means letting parasites ride him
This is the life and the binding of Isaac
I should know why, because I'm him