Soliterraneous from HeadSpace by F8Deprived

You try to take the skin right off my hands
I feel your fingertips slowly dancing now
I try to reason with myself
I only came to the conclusion that I need help

Don't let your sin touch me like that
Oh don't let it touch me like that
I wouldn't dare let your sin touch me
Because I demand to never be cold again

Lovely roses fly across the sky
As I wish I could die from your hands
I see the reaper in my dreams
As if he were apart of me
And still he begs to take my body to my own grave

Lay low now sweet child of the Earth
You were born from the devil's bones
And I was born with the devil's horns

• Acoustic
• Experimental
• Mellow
• Rap
• Sad
• indie
• Youngsville