Greg the Hero - Bed Ov Nails

I am the dirt within your cuts
The sting that denies you relief
You wish me silenced, to fill my mouth with salt
And end the pest that plagues you so
Release me from your vile death grip
Vile death grip
Gasping at stagnant air
I'm choking
I choke on every breath I take
You mock my nature
I feel your prying eyes on me
Like I'm a writhing snake
Staring wide eyed in disbelief
Disgusted.
Regarding me as an insect
Inching towards your plate
My bastard child
Do you know
What demons are haunting you
Have you felt the fear of all that's unknown
This world is rotten
Oppositions of morals divide and devour man
Such hungry mouths are gnawing
Hungry mouths are gnawing
I've been sleeping on a bed of nails
Sinking into rust
For there's no rest for the wicked
No one to trust
It's bred within the bones
Embedded deep, forever carved in stone
How am I to rest at night knowing that I myself am an object of fear
There's no escape from here
Object of fear
My blood to spill to finally warm the earth
Object of fear
Carry me to my final resting place
A bed of nails
Bastard son
Do you know what demons haunt you
Bastard son
Have you felt the fear of what's unknown

Written by:
CHANCE TREWET, CHARLES MASMAR, CHRISTOPHER HANSEN, DYLAN KAY, STEVEN SEMPEK, TYLER VON SEGGERN

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