mosh pit king [intermission]
oribloom
[Verse 1]
Wrists slit, floor slick
Coming for the crown
King of the underground
Fuck the industry
Never gonna trap my soul
Imma free spirit
Letting go at 21
Till then imma rage
They say ill never make it out of this alive
Well maybe that's the point
Leave my veins on the floor
No one will forget me now
I will never be a memory
[Chorus]
Moshpit god
Kill me
Stab him in the neck
Stomp out the corpse
Crush his skull
No one will forget me now
Mosh pit god
Dead