Lyrics

GOODBYE

Hook 1 (x3)

Oh my God, oh my Lord
Please stay away from the Ouija board

Verse 1

I offer myself to thee
Nobody else is helping me
Tried therapy
But even she's scared of me
I sleep barely and eat rarely
I seek clarity
Came for answers
Search the dark with candle lanterns
The room is empty of everything but a weakly lit flame
I don't believe in the Bible, this is just a game
Dropped the needle on Black Sabbath
Put my fingers on the planchette
I proceeded to ask it: Is anybody here?
Most would probably fear
But I drank a lot of beer
And already didn't believe in the Lord
I snorted lines off the Ouija board
And just when the drip came
I felt the mistake
Heard a voice saying,
“You need help, you're in pain”
The candle exploded and the fire melted my brain
I'm either in hell or I'm insane

Hook 2

Oh my God, oh my Lord
Please stay away from the Ouija board
Oh my God
Oh my God

Verse 2

Woke up gripped by fear
The gate read: “Abandon all hope ye who enter here”
There was a strange ringing in my ears
Felt a spirit near
The gate opened wide
Didn't wanna go inside
But something dragged me in
My heart was racing, I was panickin’
Standing in front of me was a three headed dragon
The flames surrounding the scene were everlasting
Of course this place smells like rotten corpses
I try to run but my body forfeits
Became paralyzed
Didn't know if she was an angel in disguise
Or if I stared Satan in the eyes
But she started singing scary lullabies:
“When you wake up you will murder Christ”
Take my word of advice
Don't touch the Ouija board
People are concerned for my life
Wanted to sell my soul to rap better
Didn't know this curse would last forever

Hook 3

Help Me, Help Me
Oh my God, oh my Lord
Please stay away from the Ouija board
Oh my God

Verse 3

Came to and my desk was shaking
Maybe my therapist was right — I need medicated
The letters on the Ouija board started levitating
My heart was already racing
Reached for the fifth of Jack
Started swigging fast
My clothes were covered in cocaine and cigarette ash
Being mentally ill is not a choice
The candles lit
I can still hear Ozzy's voice
Went to cut another line and realized my razor had blood on it
In my room I felt something demonic
It's getting harder to breathe
At that moment all I wanted was peace
Went to pray and saw on my hand the mark of the beast
Did I really cut myself?
I wasn't sure
The rest of the night was a blur
To this day I can still hear her lullaby
I threw the Ouija board away
But I forgot to say goodbye