Hometown Hate - Ghost | Текст песни

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• Hometown Hate
• Ghost

At the bottom of the lions pit
I've never felt so low
Fighting just to stay alive
Never sleep or expect to die

Working harder day by day
Just to maintain
One day I'll escape this place
And burn it to the fucking ground

You are the pit that lives in my gut
I'll weed you out cause you hold me back

Another waste of life standing around
I hope the reaper chokes you out
I'm not afraid to die
Death is but a moment

Reality hits hard
When it's you who is hung from the neck
Reality hits home
When death comes for you all

Can't get enough of your misery
Can't get enough of your pain
I hope you last breath
Screams my name in pain