Body wheeps Songtext
von Congress

I can′t run from your threat, a shotgun to my head
I don't stand a chance my faith not in my hands
Burn, creep, pain, deep
Breathe, inhale the fumes, force me to consume
It chokes, it burns, it bites, slow death overnight
Feel it burn, feel it creep, feel the pain, run so deep
Poison fills my lungs, festering inside, unasked infestation
Effects untold in time
Feel it burn, feel it creep, feel the pain, body wheeps