​​​​​​​rejectedreyna
I HOPE YOU SUFFER
[Intro: guap sensei]
Why must everything turn out this way?
Why must everything turn out this way?
Turn out this way?

[Verse 1: guap sensei]
What if everyone that you know has a fate that they have to suffer?
Don't have faith, it'll get you hurt, 'cause in this world, I'm the mother
Stop, bleed, I hope that you suffer (I hope that you)
I hope that you suffer
I can't even take it everyday now, I just been lookin' for a ticket out
What if I told you that I didn't care?
Bottle my problems up, and drink 'em all down How did it work out?
How did I turn out this way?

[Chorus: guap sensei]
I won't let it happen
Brain drill, gone insane (But you make it happen)
My intentions turning gray (Why is it this way?)
I fantasise about dying, I fantasise about dying
I fantasise about death

[Bridge: guap sensei]
So you might find my corpsе on the floor
I got what I want, but I want some more
So you might find my corpsе on the floor
I got what I want, but I want some more
[Verse 2: rejectedreyna & guap sensei]
Yeah, I want some more, yeah, I want some more
Don't slam the door on my face, you damn whore
Don't get in my face, I'm tired
Grab this knife, my pocket, I'm Myers
I'll fuckin' kill you all, risk fire
And you will burn in hell, you liar
You like to watch me suffer, you like to watch me bleed
You shouldn't be with another, your hatred fuckin' reeks
I should felt the energy comin' through your system
But instead I had to suffer, got used, and I'm pissed on
I'll kill you, I'll kill you, you'll rot in hell
I had a piece of your soul that I'd love to fuckin' sell
(How did I turn out this way?)

[Chorus: guap sensei]
I won't let it happen
Brain drill, gone insane (But you make it happen)
My intentions turning gray (Why is it this way?)
I fantasise about dying, I fantasise about dying
I fantasise about death

[Outro: guap sensei]
Oo-oh, fantasise about, o-oh, fantasise about-
How did I turn out this way? (I won't let it happen)
Brain drill, gone insane (But you make it happen)
My intentions turning grey (Why is it this way?)
I fantasise about dying, I fantasise about dying
I fantasize about death