HAUNTING OF SUMMERDALE

Put me off to sleep, I cannot breath
And now we're counting sheep
Bloody wrist, [?]
It's all the voice is tellin' me
Put me off to sleep, I cannot breath
And now we're counting sheep
Bloody wrist, [?]
It's all the voice is tellin' me

Honestly, go to sleep
Do you wanna fuckin' breathe
Follow me and count the sheep
Rest my body in the creek
Grew up as a fuckin' free
Grew up now they fuck with me
Don't care, you hear me fuckin' speak or fuckin' breathe

I put the scars on my wrist and I cannot feel
Feel like the haunting of summerdale
I can't feel God, they like, nothing real
Eternal suffer like reverse seal
Put her on her knees, make her kneel
I'ma take your heart, I'ma [?], ayy
Grip on your neck, make you squeal, ayy
Grip on your neck, make you squeal, ayy