Calls From Satan Lyrics

In this darkness

I try to hide

I feel this brightness

That bottles up inside

My feelings grow

Wild and strong

I'm about to blow

Wide and long

I fear myself talking

In a wild ride

(ride, ride)

My feelings are screaming

While I hide

(hide, hide)

I hear a call

From Satan himself

This fucking stool

Too small to reach the top shelf

My shitty soul

Tries to escape

Here this shit is a black hole

Stealing me at the end of my tape

🎵

I fear myself talking

In a wild ride

My feelings are screaming

While I hide

Looking for who I'll own

I'm standing alone

I'm about to blow

Wide and long

I'm standing alone

While and alone

I'm standing alone

I hear a call

From Satan himself

This fucking stool

Too small to reach the top shelf

My shitty soul

Tries to escape

Here this shit is a black hole

Stealing me at the end of my tape

🎵

I fear myself talking

In a wild ride

My feelings are screaming

While I hide

(hide)

In this fight

I'm using all my might

Too powerful and weak

I end up on the street

Looking for who I'll own

I'm standing alone

I'm standing alone