[Verse 1: Mistery]
Pop a .223
Like a Bluetooth link
Gotcha, I was distant, like a voodoo doll, you'll bleed
If you want it, suit yourself, already caught you, lost the keys
Cut you into quarters, chucking you over the border not in one piece
Haunting up your mental, murder wasn't accidental, turn your ashes to a vinyl, so your relatives knows that your death was never gentle
I recorded the very moment that your blood began to trickle
You'll never guess to what happened to him or location I hid him in, that is irrelevant
Don't ever pay no attention to boring beginners, don't listen cause they are irrelevant
They kept on hating me but I just kept to myself, knowing inside that i am irrelevant
Call up on death all my thoughts are a mess, so resort to the depths knowing life is irrelevant, shh

[Hook: BORNFLORE$]
Bitch
I know, you know, we know, this life, isn't turning, as how we want
I look around, nobody cares
Sometimes it makes me think that I am better off dead

[Verse 2: BORNFLORE$]
Death is a demon and I need a cure
This life I'm living, i wanna be pure
After all this time I told you "I'm alright", but deep down inside I'm still finding my door
My life seems blur, yet I want more
But I'm not sure, what I look for
Between death and life, I go left or right, questioning why, I'd rather go to the north
I know you want me to die, but I don't wanna live
The way you want me to be, I'm still breathing, I still live
I don't give a damn what you think, death in front of me, i just blink
Should I sink or swim, I'm rising
From the grave you dug, Van Hellsing
I'm the zombie, I'm the angel, be who you wanna be
I'm so sick, your throat, I watch you as you fucking bleed out
It's your fucking fault, that you wish death upon someone's life
You reap what you sow, remember karma goes around
[Hook: BORNFLORE$] (x2)
BITCH
I know, you know, we know, this life, isn't turning, as how we want
I look around, nobody cares
Sometimes it makes me think that I am better off dead