All these visions make me pass the fuck out
The noose around my neck is getting tighter
I'm slowly fading away

Shut your fucking mouth, 'cause the devil's here to stay
Just sit down and wait, wait for the end to come
Breathe in and breathe out and let it begin
I can't fucking sleep

Have I lost my mind?
Or is everything just fucked up

The reaper is grinding his scythe, just waiting for the end
These voices make me sick, I'm dead
All I know, is that death will take us all
Death will take us all

Cut me up, and see my dying soul
Cut me up, cut me up, cut me up, cut me up
Cut me fucking up

My head is full of demons, and my eyes are bloodshot
Banging my head to the wall, like a fucking psycho

This emptiness is killing me
And there is nothing I can do

The reaper is grinding his scythe, just waiting for the end
These voices make me sick, I'm dead
All I know, is that death will take us all

I'm dead, I'm dying
And nobody's crying
You make me feel dead
So fucking dead

Burn my soul to ashes
So I can vanish away from all this pain
All this pain

I'm all alone in this room
I'm walking around like a fucking ghost
It feels like I'm drowning in my own fucking thoughts
Ooh, fuck

Lost in a sea of nameless faces, I sink like a stone
A stone that's slowly floating away from existence


Lyrics submitted by Haunted Devil

Deathlist (feat. Tyler Shelton) song meanings
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