Prayers - Gothic Summer

No love, just hate
I swear they're the same
They both ignite passion
They both ignite pain
The prize I pay left me empty in pain
I swear that life's against me cuz it's getting in the way
I swear that life's against me cuz it's getting in the way
I swear that life's against me cuz it's getting in the way

And gothic is the summer (x8)

They caught me slippin', so they cut me in the face
Wicked found out and he put them in their graves
Now he's haunted by the living
Haunted by the dead
This life we signed up for
The day we got jumped in

And gothic is the summer (x8)

Esoteric tendencies
Fire in my face
If you ain't with us
Then you're one of them
No to fight for nothing
No to fight for less
So many doin' life
Yet the neighborhood forgets
Santa Muerte want to sanctify their names
Santa Muerte want to sanctify my name

And gothic is the summer (x12)