[Verse 1: Jonathan Young]
This life entices kinds of types, not quite like me
Types that like a kinda type of instability
You're rather weak, I'd rather leave, but it never ends
And you are just one more disgusting inconvenience

[Chorus: Jonathan Young]
I'm taking your confession
Just like your God in heaven
Yeah, that's just my profession
I am your armageddon
Teach you one final lesson
Just watch me count to seven

[Post-Chorus: Jonathan Young]
One, two, three, four, five, six, SEVEN!

[Verse 2: Oricadia & GameboyJones]
When the world comеs crashing
He'll think of me
When hеll collapses
It was my technique

No matter the bones that I shatter, my cursed disaster
I'm reaching out 'till you call my name
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