Out By The Dread

(Verse 1) That fellow, dead to me Lost in the dread, a dead end I see Running to the door, seeking solace in the mat My stories mapped out, marked and exact At the task of the mask, the gasp of the last In the ask of demand, the target isn't a man God gives no damn, my heart colder than a bam Hold up your hands if you want to see a dead man (Chorus) God, damn, I'm meaner than the bam Arms barbed with a plan, like a heartless carcass Running to the door, chasing out the bad thoughts A bed of dead friends, better off dead, then God, damn, shout what is said My mouth sparking parts of regret In my head, MIA, am I dead? (Verse 2) So many marks of incision, a bed of dead friends A bad vision she left for me to find Finding love in the midst of teeth When she bites into me, I love the bleed It ain't woesome when the lovers' song gets told In a prophetic way, to save a sinner like me God, damn, I wish I had her hands, standing silent we (Chorus) She bleeds the blood I breathe, in her dreams The air you don't see, the lyrics she screams And in her dreams, I think the thoughts she thinks She breathes the air you don't see In falling love, like Lil Bo Peep, God, damn (Bridge) Running to the door, chasing the bad thoughts Outta my head, a bed sheet of dead friends Better off, a bed of dead friends, baby Better off dead, then out for the head (Verse 3) Am I better off than running to the door? Chasing the bad thoughts out of my head Underneath my dead friends, baby Didn't I say once, love me in the red pen? My only weapon to love them, in the deep love Baby girl fell in, without it, I'm like, God, damn (Chorus) Am I better off than running to the door? Chasing the bad thoughts out of my head In a bed sheet of dead, better off A bed of dead friends, better off dead then Outta my head, for Lil Bo Peep, she pretending (Outro) Torn from worlds apart, to a place we never should've been In a pop style, we dance, Lil Bo Peep and me.