[Verse 1: Zach Boucher]
Hello, did someone get the message?
It's a blessin' that you're makin' some progression
There's no exceptions, hands down, no questions
Unless you wanna be like Mangle when you left him
De-fucking-tached from his wires in the guest room
Wonderin' if you can take another breath, you
Needed to rest through all these demons that best you
Nonetheless, you're best guess is just don't stress, dude
Even when you see that I'm in every body, you got it?
I'm just trying to show you how your flesh'll be rotting
And show you death by a goddess, and then you'll rest in a coffin
Then your breath'll be gone and no one is able to stop it
And that's just how the machine works
I'm leavin' you beat worse, and makin' you bleed for hours 'til you're weak, sir
Then watchin' you see blurs, and fadin' to black
You have never even seen worse

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: Zach Boucher]
Well, I mean, until today though, I don't even hate you
I just wanna see your guts rain like it's grape juice
Splattered all over the monitors you stay to
We never gave permission to be taped, dude, I hate you!
And why the fuck you hiding in the same room?
We ain't blind, we can find where the tapes view
Right up in your grizz, not showin' your face? Rude
Well, I get it, pretty soon, we're eating face food
Hop right up in this frame suit
Look, running is just something that you can't do
And I was never one to say "This ain't a game, dude"
Because the pain's too real to withstand you
Yeah, and suicide didn't work
So what the fuck are you gon' do if you could never hurt?
You may be dead but don't forget that now your spirit's cursed
It has been since the day of your sister's birth
So welcome to the real world
We see stress, don't guess when you see peril
And when you notice that she's stolen from the Netherworld
Accept your ass kicked by a fuckin' steel girl
Who is possessed, ripped the heart out of your chest
By the time you realize it, there is nothing of you left
There's so much satisfactory in this
My condolences but honestly, you're not gonna be missed
[Interlude: Rockit Music]
(She needs out now)
Help me

[Verse 3: Zach Boucher]
It's kinda hard, but I been driven from the start
I'm not a psycho but I've got a purple heart
A purple face, purple veins, purple arts
I never thought I'd be tearin' people apart
I never thought I'd be the one they called the enemy
I never thought I'd be the one inside machinery
My spirit's beakin' but I feel that shit is leavin' me
I'll never be the one that you intend that we can be
(Nah) I ain't fallin' for your traps
Get inside the suit? What the fuckin' hell is that?
I ain't goin' anywhere
Hey, you, just step back, I'm fadin' to black
You won't ever see what you have until it's gone
Yeah, teeth are sharper than Jaws
When I've got a problem, I usually cut it off
No, I'm not the one who was stupid enough to call
Just record the message so whenever someone wants to fall
Through the cracks in the walls or the blood upside the halls
And the more you walk into it, you're feelin' your heart stall
So that's when you would stop in your placement
Then say shit like "Fuck my own Sister's Location!"