Wrong / Southern Discomfort
Brothers and sisters Locked in the war room Toxic to a fault Stashed in the state room Breaking police code Lethal, illegal Scalded and choked The only one on the homicide floor Rejected by society No exit strategy Abandon and primal Resisting arrest Mardi gras and scissors Stuck fast, glue traps Structure falls, bare walls Cult of guilt, methadone Chemical terms Cheated by authority Provoked to revenge No room with a view Secrets arе what we do Trivial kicks Who do we hit Hostages say my namе Numbers spit drunk Who do you trust Who do you trust Blank slate, damaged state Sawed off, wasted cross Cult of guilt, methadone Chemical terms Cheated by authority Provoked to revenge No room with a view Secrets are what we do Trivial kicks Who do you trust Hostages say my name Numbers spit drunk Who do we hit Who do we hit
Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 08, 2025
Young jaded life slapped you down Heroes have cursed We own God One time the cursed one cry Watch out Chain, broken promise Just my grateful My joke went running Wretched makers you made it Giving it in trespass Cry, watch out, shout out Speak and feeling glad and right Trust not a word and kill yourself Burn yourself your real goal Have this joke Where the body was buried Just grateful for/giving inside And God shall drift Drifted, watch, watch...
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025