Rut Lyrics

Runnin' in circles I'm stuck in a rut

Need me somebody that bites when we fuck

Luck, something that I'm giving up

I love the taste of the rust

Runnin' in - Runnin' in circles I'm stuck in a rut

Need me somebody that bites when we fuck

Luck, something that I'm giving up

I love the taste of the rust

Holiest holiest way out a nine to my temple

Pop my head open yeah just like a pimple

Simple, ego go right out the window

Sprint to the reaper ain't got much to fear though

Dyin', I can not wait 'till I try it

Probably by suicide nah I be lyin'

Pain, I can not really deny it

Love all the misery, all of the triumph

Fuck that

Man I'm in a rough patch

I just want my soul back

Or dare I say my neck snapped

Man fuck that

Man I'm in a rough patch

I just want my soul back

Or dare I say my neck snapped

Alone

Catch me be hanging a hammock with panic in tandem with manic depression

Hear my confession

Consciousness really infestin' our brains and our minds keep on guessin'

Live and you die the eternal lesson

All of this suffering endlessly blessing

All of us feel like we're cursed

Our time on this Earth

Ends with us in a damn urn or a hearse

We are all here cause of primal disease

We fuck and we fight every season we breed

We feel like we're needed our ego so greedy conceited

I'm blinded by what I can't see

Hand on my neck can you squeeze

Bring me to my fucking knees oh geez

I can not bandage this

Masochistic with advantages

Fallin' in love with the damages

(We are all here cause of primal disease)

We fuck and we fight every season we breed

We feel like we're needed (We're not) our ego so greedy conceited

I'm blinded by what I can't see

Hand on my neck can you squeeze

Bring me to my fucking knees oh geez

I can not bandage this

Masochistic with advantages

Fallin' in love with the damages