Body wheeps
by Congress
From the album: Blackened Persistence
Duration: 02:51
Lyrics for Body wheeps
I can't run from your threat, a shotgun to my head I don't stand a chance my faith not in my hands Burn, creep, pain, deep Breathe, inhale the fumes, force me to consume It chokes, it burns, it bites, slow death overnight Feel it burn, feel it creep, feel the pain, run so deep Poison fills my lungs, festering inside, unasked infestation Effects untold in time Feel it burn, feel it creep, feel the pain, body wheeps