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PERFORMING ARTISTS
billy woods
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
billy woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Child Actor
Producer
Texty
If you prove it, I'll do it
I'll do anything
If you prove it
The sky empty
Trees like widows hurdle
The bore muzzle nuzzle, iridescent black truffle
Black snow in the forest
Quiet like Babi Yar with the corpses
Put the devil in the cage, he made him a fortress
Why the long faces? (This is Drench)
We was fortunate to make a fortune off it
Heavy metal, the kid's play cautious
Heavy water, the drip just nauseous
Silent spring, strange wind
A dead spider in the middle of its web
Sun spun gold in its threads
The sun set red in the west
Bled 'til it's nothin' left
The ground still thirsty, on this Earth it's no mercy
Rot where you fall like sick cattle
The ground grab you
And like your prey
These savory things (thing)
Ignite your need to quip (quip)
If I'd like to stay (stay)
Go on, just stay (but)
But I'm not in my right way
No symbol, no innocent angle, sits
Inside my lingo, I am twist of this
And well, if you do forsake me
I'll not be forsworn
Written by: billy woods
