Space Lyrics

Into the flesh-eating ghouls

All persons who die during this crisis, from whatever cause

Will come back to life to seek human victims

Unless their bodies are first disposed of

By cremation

Back the fuck up off me gimme fuckin' space

You might catch a couple shells up in your face

Aye, I think I'm going crazy

Still taking all these pills but they don't fucking phase me

Ouegh

Yeah I'm so obsessed with hatred that shit fuels me every day

Keep running your fucking mouth I'll draw my blade and then I'll slay

Just back the fuck off of me and gimme fucking space

Stay out of my way, back back back up gimme some fucking distance

Adderall stopped working so if you cross me you're gonna need some assistance

Hate stays filling my system, self-control is nonexistent

Got a couple screws missin' and I'll still fire like a fuckin' piston

Leave a pussy wishing

Got a bloodbath up on my wishlist

Get up out my presence, this ain't motherfucking Christmas

I swear its like nobody knows how to mind their business

Nowadays I can't tell if something's true or fucking fictitious

Back the fuck up off me gimme fuckin' space

You might catch a couple shells up in your face

Aye, I think I'm going crazy

Still taking all these pills but they don't fucking phase me

Ouegh

Yeah I'm so obsessed with hatred that shit fuels me every day

Keep running your fucking mouth I'll draw my blade and then I'll slay

Just back the fuck off of me and gimme fucking space

I need seclusion, nothing for miles and miles in every direction

Fuck all these humans, honestly I'm about to sever every connection

Self-objection, can't even look at my own fucking reflection

I love the rejection, stay away, get the fuck out of my section

I never miss a bitch

Clear headspace when i hit his wig

Back on track in the kitchen shit

Cookin' up daily, gotta mix this shit

Took time alone to make fucking bangers

Music helps to cope with this anger

Suddenly surrounded by strangers

Had to cop a mask, lone ranger

Back the fuck up off me gimme fuckin' space

You might catch a couple shells up in your face

Aye, I think I'm going crazy

Still taking all these pills but they don't fucking phase me

Ouegh

Yeah I'm so obsessed with hatred that shit fuels me every day

Keep running your fucking mouth I'll draw my blade and then I'll slay

Just back the fuck off of me and gimme fucking space