Hell (Is Here on Earth)

I’m not ready
Glance outside, fire’s here already
Thought I had time, but this life won’t let me
Fuck
Thought I was next up
Had shows scheduled for the next month messed up
Shit is fucking with my check stubs
We die to disease
Or whatever card just happened to get dealt
I’m working through time I should have to myself
Writing songs and putting half on the shelf
I should call my family, ask if they’re well
Feel guilty as hell, every win was a loss
'Cause the price of a dream, from your mind, it withdraws
Had just finished this beat up when I got the call
My dad told me Oma died, she was gone
Disease, death, riots, fires, and floods
This life is taking everything that we love
I’m paranoid and I read that the government might just be faking statistics for fun
I mean it makes sense 'cause this shit popped up so conveniently before the impeachment of Trump
But nobody knows
Though we see the signs we’ve reached the end times, it’s like nobody knows
With no one to hold, I accepted my fate that one day I must die and my body must go
Into the soil that’s been soured
To rest in pieces, be devoured
I know that’s the fate of my body but every day, I contemplate what’s awaiting my soul
I’m hoping that Heaven is more than just dirt
'Cause Hell is here on Earth

Yeah, it’s batshit
Told myself that this would be my last trip
Ate some mushrooms that were magic
Threw up, rubbed my tongue around my chapped lips
Laid down, listening to Marvin was relaxing, but wasn’t long lasting
In the sadness of his voice, I’m distracted
Sad Tomorrows, wanna fade into the blackness
Life isn’t like I imagined
It could end the moment that a helicopter crashes
Broadcasted to the masses for reactions
No more practice, no more classes, so tragic
I guess God’s taking angels before we’re ravaged
Before the rapture, in a casket
Savages left in the masses
Mad at us, staring with the match lit
Had to burn the Earth into some ashes

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