Kevin Testo

We're Trapped
like rats
my brains
is dead

I dont even want that
We're trapped
Eating all of your scraps
Like rats
Swallowed by the ocean My brains
Searching for your culture
is dead its dead is dead

Ill tell you what you get
you get lost
Stab me in the back
and get off
I hope that ocean swallows you up

We're Trapped
like rats
my brains
is dead

I dont even want that
We're trapped
Eating all of your scraps
Like rats
Swallowed by the ocean My brains
Searching for your culture
is dead its dead is dead

When the Sun goes down she went home
When the tide comes in your alone
I feel that sun on my skin
A weird sensation called bleeding

Surfs up-When your dead
Shut up-Cause your dead