She's possessed by the devil The bitch doesn't have a soul She needs fuel from the source of light She doesn't have her own She's consumed She's consumed She's a portal to the underworld And if you want to fuck with her Then you'll be leaving under earth She's the devil in a costume A Satan in a bad place She says she wants to help you But can't even help herself She's stalking in the corridor A next to murder horror show The whore who stole your husband; But she leave a pretty note She's tasteless, she's tasteless She's wasteful, she's hateful She's evil She's bleeding you dry at every angle Needing you for your ways She's crazy Leading you astray She's the face of the dark days; The devil in magistrate Hey; I've been Having a hard time lately Find I Can't Transmute this Skip this track or mute this music is black I feel useless Demons seem to attack Where the booth is Speaking of toothless, I'm lit fuses past two muses Oops Nothing is new Just confused it Oh well Turn off my bluetooth; Now i'm in a few spins Dinner is legumes and the blues I get consumed When the u hits Fuck it Too many matches for the Mystical Rich and famous is Just the beginning Too many of us struggle with the nothing and the lovelessness But listen Guess it just gets better With every hit record Till you make no record But you're still a whole legend: sensation Couldn't finish the new one (For the record) Cause I hate him {Enter The Multiverse} The Complex Collective © [The Festival Project ™] -Ū.