(•REC) - To the Grave

Do you ever get the feeling you’re being watched?

I hope you question every light in the dark

Shut it down, listen closely for the sound

Smile for the cameras clown, you’re fucking done now

Should see the look on your face

So put a mirror to the monster and what do you see?

The top of the food chain or the runt of our species?

All we know is to bite our tongues off

And claw at the scraps, salivating as the limbs drop

The threats roll in but they won’t do shit, I guarantee

Get close enough, they’ll find me with your throat in my teeth

Come get me, pig, lock us up and see what difference that makes

Off comes the head of the beast and two grow in its place

Pry their fucking eyelids

They’re gonna want to see this

Chew your razorblades

Say your fucking prayers

Holy water burns

The blood on your hands

So do your parts, trade your hearts, still take part

Are you happy now?

I see you looking at the mess you made

Should see the look on your fucking face

Now you’re all alone in a blood-soaked hell

And the only way out is to kill yourself

Now you’re all alone in a blood-soaked hell

And the only way out is to kill yourself