Terminal
Lyrics
Privileged youth with unreal hate Aimed right at you What are you fighting for? You're a cancer without a cure I've fucking earned everything that belongs to me The guilt you carry has got to be tearing you apart If seeing is believing just carve out my eyes You're mad at the world without a fucking reason why
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:13
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 140 BPM