[verse][starts at 34secs] There’s no rest for the wicked But you Sleep Like a Saint Obsessive and compulsed I haven’t slept in days. I. Don’t. Need to be reminded of the mistakes I have made or. The bodies I’ve left dead in my wake Theres so much blood on my hands I. Can. Taste it when I eat I can’t even do my own laundry cause I turn everything pink. I just sit in the dark and grit my teeth as long as one wolf remains alive theres no hope for the sheep we both knew that I would be destined for the throne but I left out the part that I would do it alone. Cause u knew that I would rule when I started this for every chemical to have a reaction It needs a catalyst.
