Backlash in the past, I was left for dead
Burn the letter that I wrote, got it in my head
In the shadows, where I thrive, gotta have it said
Echoes of the undead
Echoes of the undead
Backlash in the past, I was left for dead
Burn the letter that I wrote, got it in my head
In the shadows, where I thrive, gotta have it said
Echoes of the undead
Echoes of the undead
In my mind, I'ma sick fuck
Picked up from the dirt, I got no love
Show none for these hoes, I am done with
I got a few select people that I fuck with, thats it
Breaking bread with the devil, I'm the breadwinner
I had to kick Christ out, he's a bad sinner
Ressurect the undead, I'm a cold killer
I'ma let you sleep in, without a painkiller
Backlash in the past, I was left for dead
Burn the letter that I wrote, got it in my head
In the shadows, where I thrive, gotta have it said
Echoes of the undead
Echoes of the undead
Backlash in the past, I was left for dead
Burn the letter that I wrote, got it in my head
In the shadows, where I thrive, gotta have it said
Echoes of the undead
Echoes of the undead
I got four bodies that I'm tryna cover up
Six feet deep, might have to dig 'em up
Undercover on the cut
I will never understad how I can't be good enough
Call it arrogance
Knowing more, I'm always in the core
Of the conversation while I hold the door
You're good enough
But nothings ever good enough for the broken mind, so I gotta do the chores
Backlash in the past, I was left for dead
Burn the letter that I wrote, got it in my head
In the shadows, where I thrive, gotta have it said
Echoes of the undead
Echoes of the undead
Backlash in the past, I was left for dead
Burn the letter that I wrote, got it in my head
In the shadows, where I thrive, gotta have it said
Echoes of the undead
Echoes of the undead