Текст песни HAUNTING OF SUMMERDALE

Put me off to sleep, I cannot breath And now we're counting sheep Bloody wrist, [?] It's all the voice is tellin' me Put me off to sleep, I cannot breath And now we're counting sheep Bloody wrist, [?] It's all the voice is tellin' me Honestly, go to sleep Do you wanna fuckin' breathe Follow me and count the sheep Rest my body in the creek Grew up as a fuckin' free Grew up now they fuck with me Don't care, you hear me fuckin' speak or fuckin' breathe I put the scars on my wrist and I cannot feel Feel like the haunting of summerdale I can't feel God, they like, nothing real Eternal suffer like reverse seal Put her on her knees, make her kneel I'ma take your heart, I'ma [?], ayy Grip on your neck, make you squeal, ayy Grip on your neck, make you squeal, ayy