Pet Sematary - Sadistik

Pet Sematary - Sadistik

Альбом
Delirium
Год
2020
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
166760

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Pet Sematary

Sadistik

Dead friends knocking on my window, huh

God said my body is a temple, huh

22 pointed at my temple, huh

Y’all don’t really know what I’ve been through, huh?

Dead friends knocking on my window, huh

God said my body is a temple, huh

22 pointed at my temple, huh

Y’all don’t really know

Underneath the dirt nothing’s sunny from a coffin

Tongue spits shells leave you bloody like a shotgun

Say you ain’t a faker but you funny when the cops come

Say you chasing paper but that money’s made of cotton

Sic em like cruise ships, Nikita Khruschev

Cold wars getting so Ruthless, I’m nuisance

Riveted by visions of you dead

Get River Styx if you try to give me your two cents

I am not alone I’m a loner, aye

All your shit’s so mediocre, aye

I don’t wanna pose for your photos too fake

Fucking with a true blue great, new king

Fills cuts with Vodka, puff the Blanka

My cuts Baraka

No one loved me til the crows above me

Shed blood like Opera

Dead friends knocking on my window, huh

God said my body is a temple, huh

22 pointed at my temple, huh

Y’all don’t really know what I’ve been through, huh?

Dead friends knocking on my window, huh

God said my body is a temple, huh

22 pointed at my temple, huh

Y’all don’t really know

Put a bullet in your brain that’ll open up your third eye

Smoking on a strain til I’m floating where the birds fly

Worm-like, searching through the dirt with a searchlight

Showing off my fangs before they poke into the nerves like

Live suicide on TV watch the anchor drop

Head bang get Lethwei’d in your Angkor Wat

Take your shot, let death take me I’m sanctified

I prolly shouldn’t drive in this state of mind, huh?

Lately I’m feeling off

My face is still peeling off

My brain is a cinder block

Throw flames at your synagogue

Miss me with your little quotes you misread

Don’t mix me with the simple folks who misspeak

A miscreant grows til his foes are mincemeat

A rose still arose from six feet

Yes I am evil.

Not a hundred percent, but I am evil

Evil has always existed, the perfect world most people seek shall never come to

pass.

We are all evil in some form or another.

Are we not?

Dead friends knocking on my window, huh

God said my body is a temple, huh

22 pointed at my temple, huh

Y’all don’t really know what I’ve been through, huh?

Dead friends knocking on my window, huh

God said my body is a temple, huh

22 pointed at my temple, huh

Y’all don’t really know

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