Bad Trip Lyrics - Singles - Skreamer

I cut my fingers so my hand won't let this fucker slip 

And every word it lingers, louder as I tighten grip 

In every dream he haunts me mocking in his ignorance 

How could I mistake deception and hate for Innocence? 

Will I let it slip? 

Or will I take this fucker down. 

Is it a bad trip? 

Are my feet still on the... 

Every laugh shared, every thought had, 

every moment I want out 

All your bitching, all your lying, 

I'll pull those two words out your mouth 

You couldn't look in my eyes, 

when you said your goodbyes, 

that I could take 

Now you're spreading your lies, 

eating shit with the flies, 

no more to fake 

Will I let it slip? 

Or will I take this fucker down. 

Is it a bad trip? 

Are my feet still on the ground. 

STOP YOUR BITCHING