MORBID 8corpses (Ft. Saliva Grey)

[Chorus: 8corpses]
I'm that one
You can't outrun, call me tiger woods
The way that I leave a hole in one
People acting nice to my face
But then gossip when my back turned
Then they wonder why that bridge burned

I'm that one
You can't outrun, call me tiger woods
The way that I leave a hole in one
People acting nice to my face
But then gossip when my back turned
Then they wonder why that bridge burned

[Verse 1: 8corpses]
They told me I'd never make it
Wow what a sentiment
Sent myself into a sense of not wanting to be sentient
Doing what I want until I am sediment
Sedulous was cemented to the sedatives
Sedentary from that seductive nature I said it is
Became
Visceral to repudiate my own accomplishments
Brain couldn't accompany shame with acknowledgement
Subconscious was sucked into it
Drugs
Simply a bandaid causin too much mental bandwidth
Mental illness really giving me a knuckle sandwich
I have chemistry with chemical imbalance
Just depleted chemically my noggin has a faculty
Factually I'm joggin' in place with this misery
It's a mystery, mind boggling
I’m not yet a casualty
Casually in agony
Paisley on my body
Pacing through futility
Succumbing to the anxiety