Cold

The fresh scars on my neck
My apparent lack of breath
What I'm all about
It freaks them the fuck out
But it helps me run faster
This mob is only after what they can't see
What they don't believe

If you don't need air you won't lose your breath
And you won't catch cold and you won't catch your death
If you don't need air you won't lose your breath, again

Who invited you and your God Complex?
There's not enough room for the both of us in this closet
I'm bustin' out
I'll put on make-up or I won't go out
Death threats, negatives, guest list, prom dresses
I'd lose my guts if I had 'em, ah!

But it helps me run faster
This mob is only after what they can't see
What they don't believe
If you don't breathe air you won't lose your breath
And I'm playing for survival, I'm self-obsessed
Before I get cold, gonna cut you down again

I wanna kill God, didn't you know?
Your house, your church, your victory
You can brag and sell my story
Of how you sent me to Hell and slayed me
But I beat you once and I'll do it again
When you live forever, you always win!