I HEAR THE BASS* Lyrics

I hear the bass from the speaker

Face facing God, turn my back to the ether

No one, not even myself can fight

Try as I might, might be less self, more titled, no

I see my face in the mirror

Left my room, fist still bloody from the shrapnel

No one, not even myself can fight

Try as I might, still take the bullets from the people

And I can't help myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in hell

And I can't kill myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in heaven

And I can't help myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in hell

And I can't kill myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in

I hear the bass and run

I hear the bass and it spin again

I hear the savior's trumpets

Every moment that's in my head

Playing it spin, it spun

I pray to God he's not really him

I pray to God he's not really real

Somebody save me from giving in

(S.O.S. this is a cry for help)

I hear the bass and run

(S.O.S. this is a cry for help)

I hear the bass and I run

(S.O.S. this is a cry for help)

I hear the bass and run

Somebody save me from giving in

I hear it back from the listener

There's still a knot in my neck from the sword wound

I hear it back from the follower

There's still a hole in my chest where a heart should room

All of my might I try to fight the urges

All of my nights were spent praying unheard

I went from fighting every urge with a verse

To fighting murderers with verses

So get back from me, I fight with my own voice

I hear the bass form the trumpets of my own choice

I choose to push forward, I choose to make my own path

Blocking out the voices in my head telling me go back

I can't dispel any voices in my skull

But I push through, every single time sevenfold

So if seven people listen, then I know I've hit my goals

But the voices come back to my room sevenfold

And I can't help myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in hell

And I can't kill myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in heaven

And I can't help myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in hell

And I can't kill myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in

I hear the bass and run

I hear the bass and it spin again

I hear the savior's trumpets

Every moment that's in my head

Playing it spin, it spun

I pray to God he's not really him

I pray to God he's not really real

Somebody save me from giving in

(S.O.S. this is a cry for help)

I hear the bass and run

(S.O.S. this is a cry for help)

I hear the bass and I run

(S.O.S. this is a cry for help)

I hear the bass and run

Somebody save me from giving in

And I can't help myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in hell

And I can't kill myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shi-i-ine

And I can't help myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in hell

And I can't kill myself

Everyone watching me the sun won't shine in—