Feeling Fiend

I can't wait to die and go to Heaven.

My experience was stressed, I have some questions!

I can't wait to hear the excuse.

Like "We thought you knew.

Well, I thought I did too.

Just say what you really mean, you had me feeling fiend like I had no feeling.

Screaming to attract the demon as he promised me achieving but lacked the conscious streaming to impact my inner being.

I'm a monster seeing the chat of demons.

I track the reasons, that gives raps to me when I'm sleeping.

Like Zap on my sleeve like I'm cheating.

Bite me in the white meat and slightly I might be delightly bleeding.

I'm having fun like not, I'm having none.

What crock.

I bet you like the abuse when I'm set on liking the truth and bent on fighting for proof.