I'm about to kill you  
I get scared when I look in the mirror  
Boo  
Darkness is tasteless  
Until one day you crave it  
Might be here  
Soon  
And if the devil had a diss track  
I would listen from beginning to end  
And I would replay all the bits  
Catch your name up on that diss track  
Oh, to be watered down, diluted  
That's just how I like it  
My solution  
Comatose  
Tainted by emotion  
Faked it till I made it automatic  
Monotone  
Do you feel held by her?  
Does she really feel like—  
How 'bout we talk about it like adults?  
Do you feel held by her?  
Does she really feel like home to you?  
Never meant to get this close  
I'm about to kill you  
But I get scared when I look in the mirror  
Boo  
Karma'll get me later  
But now it owes a favor  
And if the devil had a diss track  
I would listen again and again  
Pretending it's heaven-sent  
'Cause you're always on that diss track