Original lyrics

EN

I woke up depressed Self-medicated with sex I’m a fucking wreck Still got these bitches feeling pressed I want the last laugh Wanna make money off of this mess Ripped my heart outta my chest Half cursed, half blessed but distressed I should’ve stayed dead Thoughts I can’t seem to express But I got demons to smack Vampire ass hoes to impress So I keep moving faster Oppressed turned oppressor I always outlast ya You’re a bore, I’m thе terror (Work) Corrupted to the bonе, bone, bone, bone Corrupted to the bone, bone, bone, bone I feel like I’m a joke, joke, joke, joke You should go lock the door, door, door, door ‘Bout to serve some horror pop, pop, pop, pop With a side of glam and gore, gore, gore, gore One day I’ll bathe in the blood, blood, blood, blood Of those who did me wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong Slay, slayer