Parasite (feat. Jack Bergin) - Earth Caller & Misstiq

I'm wide awake yeah, you think i don't know What you've been hiding boo My heart is taken, you thought I would cry Ain't gonna die for you Don't you know who you're playing oh I can always find the truth Take a note better leave and go There is nothing here for you No way, look at your face You're fucking parasite, fucking parasite Hey fake, look at your face You're fucking parasite, fucking parasite Ain't gonna fake it, when i see your face I wanna run from you You tried to break me now i'm made of gold You can't afford me boo Take a note better leave and go There is nothing here for you No way, look at your face You're fucking parasite, fucking parasite Hey fake, look at your face You're fucking parasite, fucking parasite Ahh, ahh, ahh ahh, ahh, ahh You're fucking parasite Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh You're fucking parasite Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh You're fucking parasite Bet you got some pretty lies But you're fucking parasite No way, look at your face You're fucking parasite, fucking parasite Hey fake, look at your face You're fucking parasite, fucking parasite No way, look at your face You're fucking parasite, fucking parasite Hey fake, look at your face You're fucking parasite, fucking parasite Fucking parasite, fucking parasite Fucking parasite, fucking parasite

Sew my eyes shut Burned out, blood undone The liars blade at my neck Bow down, the art of war calling the dead from hell Iron first hold down the weak Oppression rusts and the strong will rise Burned out, blood undone The liars blade at my neck Bow down, the art of war calling the dead from hell Hollow eyes fading in the night The burning of our souls Stone hearts dragged down But I won't fall below Even if I stand alone, you won't break my soul I won't become the next throat you cut Sew my eyes shut The blind walk free Their eyes no longer bleed Burned out, blood undone The liars blade at my neck Bow down, the art of war calling the dead from hell Hollow eyes fading in the night The burning of our souls Stone hearts dragged down But I won't fall below The art of war calling the dead from hell