Tripping on Battery Acid

The poison you left me
it's not even healthy
I took the whole bottle
The scars
what a startle

I ran from the window
I'll never go back home
take me away and
lets go move our land
whoa

Your presence is chilly
He'll find me
he will be
cold and so angry
I
never thought I could
well
find a whole other
hell

Bury me in toxicity
Your lips simply held the key
Running from gunshots
Hiding from blood hounds
You will go to town