My voice behind the devil's tongue
No longer roads to travel on
Down my head will spin around
Till my silence comes for sound
Till my silence comes for sound
Till my silence

Haven't heard a word, I'm running cold
I escape the earth, but the door will hold
I'm a mess in your eyes
I'm a mess, spilling your cuts to my own
I don't want to stay
Just colors for the grey
Red shades of paint
No more is sprayed

Red shades of paint
Red shades of paint
Red shades of paint

You're my only escape
The creatures they saved
Just as you say
This won't be our ways

If a fucka wanna act up
That's on them and not us
But trust, the shit goin' get handled up
In her mentions for attention
Don't be worrying 'bout the thirsty bunch
Don't be worrying 'bout the thirsty bunch
This is violation, not surprised and patient
Waiting on the first moufucka that goin' test the statement
Guess he tasting pavement
I don't get off on the violence, but some things is sacred
And heavens always waiting

Heavens always waiting