Knuckle Eye

Knuckle Eye - Demiricous

Whiskey in eyes never the one with the grace vacant veins

Taking a turn for the worst it just feels right

I＇ll drink the fear on hand

I＇ll ride the wolf through hell

My shot in the dark

Without home

Without god

Damage skin No more sleep no rest Burry effects from the cause

I＇m always sick & so now it just feels right

L will walk around

My shot in the dark

While l got

Clothed under the road Conscience low Risk aside

Clothed under the road Conscience low Risk aside