Fiends ZAND

Careful not to run your mouth
You got a tendency to spit things out
It's not the past that I’m talking about
It's everything from your skin right down
To that smug little pout
‘Cause they can smell it when you enter the room
Your blood will curdle and leak exotic fumes
And baby, I get that it may be too soon
We gotta crash, we gotta run
‘Cause fiends are coming for you

I'm down, I’m done, I'm dusted
Got some fiends inside my head that can't be trusted
You don't want to know where the monsters roam
And if you do, then I should hope that you're disgusted

Remember not to grind your teeth (there's something looking for me)
It's inaudible when you try to speak (I think it's coming for me)
And even when you call uncle, you creep (it’s really scaring me)
Down the stairs where I’m preparing to sleep

I'm down, I’m done, I'm dusted
Got some fiends inside my head that can't be trusted
You don't want to know where the monsters roam
And if you do, then I should hope that you’re disgusted