Drag Me From Hell Songtext
von Ekoh
Drag Me From Hell Songtext
And if you drag me from Hell
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can′t wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can
Drag me from Hell, I won't be safe from myself
Yeah, I′m scared of me
And I've been feelin' like a funeral director
With the feelings that I′m burying
The more I make, the more I′m spendin' on this therapy
And I still make the same fuckin′ mistakes, it's embarrassing
And maybe this is all just a phase, maybe this is life
Maybe I′m afraid if you see the real me, then you won't like it
′Cause any substance I've been usin' to escape the very thing
That′s also makin′ me fall apart, but I still invite it
I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try
It's like I keep fighting against the current every time
I disconnect from myself
When did the boy inside his room become a ghost in the shell?
If you drag me from Hell
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can′t wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can
Drag me from Hell, I won't be safe from myself
Drag me out, but I don′t think I'm escaping this (I don′t)
Loneliness got me thinkin' some crazy shit
Actin' proud, that poison is probably killin′ slow
I am the enemy, origin story started in a broken home
Everyone leave me alone
Pressure got me on the edge, I′m 'bout to lose it again
The meds got me in a fuckin′ haze
And hurtin' anyone around me tryna feel better, but can′t break
From this negative force that I've been holdin′
Since spendin' birthdays in psychiatric clinics
And tryna blame myself for everything I couldn't course correct
Been torn to shreds and thought I′d
Fix it if I could get more success, but know that
I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try
It′s like I'm pretending I′m someone else, but it's a lie
And I don′t know what will help
When did the boy inside his room become a ghost in the shell?
If you drag me from Hell
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can
Drag me from Hell, I won′t be safe from myself
(Drag me, me from Hell)
(Drag me, me from Hell)
If you drag me from Hell
Would I still be
Safe from myself?
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can
Drag me from Hell, I won't be safe from myself
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can′t wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can
Drag me from Hell, I won't be safe from myself
Yeah, I′m scared of me
And I've been feelin' like a funeral director
With the feelings that I′m burying
The more I make, the more I′m spendin' on this therapy
And I still make the same fuckin′ mistakes, it's embarrassing
And maybe this is all just a phase, maybe this is life
Maybe I′m afraid if you see the real me, then you won't like it
′Cause any substance I've been usin' to escape the very thing
That′s also makin′ me fall apart, but I still invite it
I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try
It's like I keep fighting against the current every time
I disconnect from myself
When did the boy inside his room become a ghost in the shell?
If you drag me from Hell
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can′t wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can
Drag me from Hell, I won't be safe from myself
Drag me out, but I don′t think I'm escaping this (I don′t)
Loneliness got me thinkin' some crazy shit
Actin' proud, that poison is probably killin′ slow
I am the enemy, origin story started in a broken home
Everyone leave me alone
Pressure got me on the edge, I′m 'bout to lose it again
The meds got me in a fuckin′ haze
And hurtin' anyone around me tryna feel better, but can′t break
From this negative force that I've been holdin′
Since spendin' birthdays in psychiatric clinics
And tryna blame myself for everything I couldn't course correct
Been torn to shreds and thought I′d
Fix it if I could get more success, but know that
I seem to fuck everything up and even when I try
It′s like I'm pretending I′m someone else, but it's a lie
And I don′t know what will help
When did the boy inside his room become a ghost in the shell?
If you drag me from Hell
Would I still be safe from myself?
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can
Drag me from Hell, I won′t be safe from myself
(Drag me, me from Hell)
(Drag me, me from Hell)
If you drag me from Hell
Would I still be
Safe from myself?
I can't wash this blood off of my hands
Even if you can
Drag me from Hell, I won't be safe from myself
Writer(s): Jeff Thompson, Curtis Martin, Andrew Migliore, Matthew Bathon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

