Pain Everyday

Death wasn't really the worst part

Time spent floating above is

Body done, that's when the hurt start

They call it passing, that's not it, they lying

Fuck them altars and headstones

Who they think all them flowers for?

Can't smell nothing, you just bones

They cry a little less every hour, so that must be real nice

Cross in the earth marks

End when everything began

Death scars looking like birthmarks

Take for granted they free standing

Y'all should grab one right by the dream space

Make one scream until she pray

Make one run until he dead

Make one break until they leave

The body hurts, see the body gone

So who body make up for all the wrongs done to bodies?

They keep singin' they songs while your body rot

Well, fuck it, come on, they gotta pay

Chase the dreamer, chase the dreamer, fuck it up

Shake the dreamer, shake the dreamer, wake it up and that will

Make the dreamer hate the dreamer, cut it up

Break the dream, awake the demon, run it up then you can

Get into the head where they tried to make sense of senses, start their sixth

Let 'em know the dead levitating just ahead and they best not slip

True, because you bled out doesn't mean you ever left and that's that shit

Everyone is scared and they telling all their secrets, don't that sound like

Snitch behavior, snitch behavior? Zip it up

Kiss the fear and simply savor, lick it up

That tastes like wishes made by twisted prayers, rip it up

Split the vision, mince the savior, get the guts

Then you will grab one right by the dream space

Make one scream until she pray

Make one run until he dead

Make one break until they leave

The body hurts, see the body gone

So who body make up for all the wrongs done to bodies?

They keep singin' they songs while your body rot

Well, fuck it, come on, they gotta pay

All the living sweat in the afterlife

But ain't nothing after life but the pain from the way you died

And something reminiscent of hunger

But if you had a stomach only satiated by making somebody run

See that to the edge of the screen in the video?

Hear that hissing away in the back of the track?

Be that, you could live in the glitch, the digital

They fear that, they should fear that, they gon' fear that

You are here forever, here forever, fuck it up

Miss the moment, end is never gonna come

You stuck so make the most, you make the omens, get the gun

Watch the mortals blow they brains out, that was fun

That's why you grab one right by the dream space

Make one scream until she pray

Make one run until he dead

Make one break until they leave

The body hurts, see the body gone

So who body make up for all the wrongs done to bodies?

They keep singin' they songs while your body rot

Well, fuck it, come on, they gotta pay