Conflictions

Ssentihgon fo enalp eht Nortatem fo enalp tneicna eht Yeah, yeah, yeah Feels like I'm faking it all I don't pick up your calls I'm scared I mean it Sincerely You're crazy I'm falling So slowly I pick up on everything That I do wrong It feels like I'm choking Metatron leave me floating This is why I stopped smoking Everything I noticed See the bad in the people you love There's no worse feeling Than that one Leave me lone In the depths of the Dungeon Paint my face on your wall Make my eyes look down And you wait When you hear the sound Deep inside the forest Pitch black Out of bounds Just tell me straight No matter how bad it sounds A demon and an angel Perfect harmony Let it get inside Get inside and slaughter me Look inside of me Spot whats wrong inside of me 105 degrees Meta fly down Plant the seed The words of the ancient OSX lords of the past