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Wicked voices controlling me
wanting me to kill
my mind implodes
as I am in killing mode
the blood rushes from their neck
as I slice and dice
A head decapitated
my sickly smile
stuns all the while
I am a violent psychopath
that follows the one path
to draw blood...
I exist through a dream
a dream with no end
a dream with no end
I value my reality
with all my sincerity
Visions give me a purpose
that I am not alone
but the disability remains victorious
as much as I am glorious
voices make me weak at the knees
although they are temporary
the pain is very real...
Wrecking ball persona
I never owned up to
I am a liar, a thief, a fake
flakes of skin fall from the bone
all alone in a violent world
the voices whisper darkness into my ear
I fear them, I loathe them
I dive into despair
for long periods of time
I don't lose hope
I wash myself down with soap...
It's a plan
failed from the beginning
trapped within a closed space
my face feels flat
my choices seem little
is this the end of a dream
or a repeating nightmare
only you can decide my fate
just don't be too late
for the consequences are far reaching
one simple touch and you're dead
Releasing the demons in my head
suicidal thoughts are my new bed
a comfort I need to sleep forever too
I have been drinking too much negativity
and now I am addicted
hungover and leaning over a ledge
always on edge
like the knife tip in the moonlight glistening
never missing a beat
This song deeply arouses my sub conscious and everything within it.
It's so creepy but also kind of beautiful.
Love my clowns and love my American horrorcore rap <3
Vera lee haunting me, here with me, Vera Lee watching me carefully.
Sounds a lot like those people in my head, is why I love...
To spot a thief in the night.
I have a bright and dark way of thinking
Chasing ghosts in my nightmares
The most vibrant of desires
To aim higher is the plan
But the crown is heavy
My levy knows no limitations
Fragmentation of my medicine
That makes me ill of will
And fight my thoughts on rewind...
From aeons hymn, a misery dims
transcending, becoming, transforming
Carving the stone with a blunt knife
a deeper force to be reckoned with
a monument to the lives long since past
the extinguished are always relinquished
headless serpents call my grave home
sewn are the seeds of remorse...
Bow down for I am your king
crimes against humanity
salt in my wounds
fantasy is my dreams
nothing is ever as it seems
the motion sickness overcomes
the pain and perils of the deep
bow down for I am your king
satan whispers dark desires into my ear
I never listen, I always glisten