Froggy Fresh - Forever lyrics

I scrape, I crawl, I bleed for this I fight, I brawl, I feind for this I feed on this I show no signs of weaknesses, I hate the hedonist I love nights full of sleeplessness I call suffering my brother, I love him like my mother We look out for each other, we'd die for one another I fight, I brawl, I feind for this I scrape, I crawl, I bleed for this Hearts gone, march on, our lives are par 1 Kids learn to draw guns, before they learn to draw the sun Emotionless, an orphanage that's full of carca**es Where feinds score morphine, horror scenes and heartlessness Pallbearers carry only sons, loved ones hang their heads Best friends could make your bed Turn a blind eye or catch a blind side when they drive by Not mine they scream, not mine, then they pop 9's Impossible, it's impossible they say I pray to make it work but only Satan listens when I pray I wish you well, but wishes don't come true You could throw a brick of gold into a wishing well I wish you well, living sinful inside of a prison cell Cell-mates put you in checkmate and shove shanks right through your breastplate And rest a**ured they won't hesitate Until you hesitate to respirate, terrorize, suffocate I scrape, I crawl, I bleed for this I fight I brawl I feind for this I feed on this I show no signs of weaknesses, I hate the hedonist I love nights full of sleeplessness I call suffering my brother. I love him like my mother We look out for each other, we'd die for one another I fight, I brawl, I feind for this I scrape, I crawl, I bleed for this Sentimental will leave you mental Cause nowadays only the lives of the menace are monumental, bloody shirts The spindle spins red thread into a web Until the bodies pile up a mile up above your heads And the webs are full of black widows Who try and end you with their riddles, Try and keep you in the middle Til your bones are dry and brittle You battle. broken and lonesome, until they tear your body open It could make you, it could break you Prides roam the streets Roaring lions seek and devour for power They'll put you to sleep His eyes on the sheep He lies in the heat No retreat He loves to greet the fetus of the weak His children tell them Bring us something sweet Bring us white bring us light-skinned bring us dark meat Young boys with sharp ears Train with steel spears It's real here Someone better k** for a meal here I scrape, I crawl, I bleed for this I fight I brawl I feind for this I feed on this I show no signs of weaknesses, I hate the hedonist I love nights full of sleeplessness I call suffering my brother. I love him like my mother We look out for each other, we'd die for one another I fight, I brawl, I feind for this I scrape, I crawl, I bleed for this