Bullet Hell Lyrics

Psychos shootin round feeling like I'm in the Borderlands

Teaching droppin bodies leaving rooms littered with dead hands

Is there a way to stop all this madness

Says the place that only has this sadness

Feeling quite frank being angry under pressure

Screw these guys over, lay them down on a stretcher

Make em feel what it's all like

To suffer a loss then put their head on a tall pike

This just in, yet another catastrophe

Bullets flying round, giving people lobotomies

Instilling fear into every single brain

Not one person left feeling safe and sane

Oopsie doopsie, heard you took a scratch

Pulled their trigger but it looks like you'll come back

No need to worry heard people take a few of those

No return policy if it gets shot up your nose

Hey now, why the crying? You're acting like someone died

There you are now, really thought that you could hide

Can't get away from the deep thoughts and prayers

Holding doors high to not stack the layers

Layers of blood running down the slick halls

Losing your sanity listening to missed calls

How much longer will this happen for

I don't know but the news is calling more

Hey hear that, your blood is on a boil

Here we are now with a mood kinda soiled

Walking up now tryna cause turmoil

Who cares the outcome, they got a full barrel

Running, screaming, hitting the floor

Innocent people knocking on Death's door

Can't we figure out how to do a little more

Or do we have to face killers always upping their score, huh

Psychos shootin round feeling like I'm in the Borderlands

Teachin dropping bodies leaving rooms littered with dead hands"Is there a way to stop all this madness"

Says the place that only has this sadness

Feeling quite frank being angry under pressure

Screw these guys over, lay them down on a stretcher

Make em feel what it's all like

To suffer a loss then put their head on a tall pike

Super scary wild crazy

Living life through bullet hazey

Treading careful it's amazing

What we do to stay unphasey

Always looking, rapid searching

Eyes darting, tension building

Gotta be a step ahead

To avoid flowers next to your bed

Standing, watching, waiting, hoarding

Can not wait to see the boarding

Seething, breathing, taunting, cording

Hands bound tight to stop recording

Sorting, screaming, pumping, beating

Someone stop it keeps repeating

Shooting, falling, rolling, bleeding

Hear the angels that are singing

Who's out there, it's been over an hour

Hoping the shots didn't make you all go sour

I only want to see who has survived

Then we can quickly run for our lives

Run far away as fast as we can

To not end up in a damn trash bag

That finds itself in a dump on far land

Just because they got a gun from their dad

Hey hear that, your blood is on a boil

Here we are now with a mood kinda soiled

Walking up now tryna cause turmoil

Who cares the outcome, they got a full barrel

Running, screaming, hitting the floor

Innocent people knocking on Death's door

Can't we figure out how to do a little more

Or do we have to face killers always upping their score, huh

Psychos shootin round feeling like I'm in the Borderlands

Teachin dropping bodies leaving rooms littered with dead hands"Is there a way to stop all this madness"

Says the place that only has this sadness

Feeling quite frank being angry under pressure

Screw these guys over, lay them down on a stretcher

Make em feel what it's all like

To suffer a loss then put their head on a tall pike