Slasher - Treks

As I walk through the valley with this weight on my shoulders

I got the blade up in my pocket

full moon in the late of October

I see the walls slitt up, getting ready to move

Flashbacks, straight terror when I enter the room

I see the blood upon my jeans, I be stuck in this fucking dream

And bucking to get free from of what I’ve seen

If they catch me I’m a dead man walking anyway

And I’m sick with the quickness

Kill another witness

They will leave go snitchin'

Cookin' 'em up like I’m in Hells Kitchen

If you can only see what I see

Subtle grow catastrophe

Locked in shackles inside of your mind

Long since I can’t seem to focus

Blood on my blade, going through my emotions

I’ll forever wait for you to come back to me

I can not relate what they say, it’s how it has to be

I was looking at the sky standing down under

Wanting you to reach out to me

I was looking at the sky standing down under

Wanting you to reach out to me