歌詞

Broke the soul, broke some more Belly of a beast, texture ahead Nothin' to pour, crushed by the world Pull me by the chain, put me up on a shelf You saw me Now you bleed They keep me aggravated, handle of my sword is gold-and-nickel-plated Mostly hated, only wind will kiss me, call her straight razor Underrated, well debated on, which is the greatest song? Heavy weighted, put the kettle on till I'm dead and gone, ah Slaughter the piteous, death is upon you, it is so insidious You cannot ever get rid of it I saw my soul and I thought it was hideous Timmy Turner with the Blanco, keep a burner in the poncho Swing my sword up off a bronco, fear is nothing till I'm gonzo Dippin' into 'em, oblivious, I'll show you God in a mortal experience Oh, what a pretty deliverance I am the one that has earned all my reverence Count all my hits on a paper Snow on the back and the blood on the blazer I got issues with behavior, pantie raider, stay addicted to flavour They place a prism round a soul that has no symmetry It fills my belly full of pins and powdered memories I am ungrateful for life, I thought life was a glitch Found my purpose in revenge, I bet life is a- (bleep) I seem to yearn for the end I hold my purpose within And what they take is all yours Caught in method, Marlon Brando Actin' stupid, actin' lucid Memory lane, I'm off my face Memory lane, I'm off my face Caught in method, Daniel Day-Lewis Rolling Pirelli, tender nuance Memory lane, I'm off my face Memory lane, I'm off my face Roll up, face numb, fuck that, break down Why the fuck you think we don't sleep for? We tryna make somethin' out of dirt, brah I'm in a private with the wings clipped, tryna get rich or die trying On my rap shit, I get it packed in And tell the whole crowd that I might jump Tell the whole crowd, if they want somethin' Like no joke, they can come and get it I'ma kill the kid like a kamikaze Keep the sirens runnin' on the paramedic All these women gettin' sentimental But the time, it press on my patience All these women tryna get ahead, but my mind is set on my fate A fuckin' mess and I can't see it how it used to be Like everybody's either needin' or they're usin' me I press that liquid through my liver, Marty told me to I swallow quick then hope I'm sick before I'm overdue Set in stone's just a fuckin' saying We all tell ourselves just to keep the peace I ain't take a book straight off the shelf Since I was seventeen and a better me Yeah, we fire and stone like a mason, stay cuttin' bars like a sadist 'Cause I'm ready now just like a method actor Better shoot me up in a panoramic, I'm- I seem to yearn for the end I hold my purpose within And what they take is all yours Caught in method, Marlon Brando Actin' stupid, actin' lucid Memory lane, I'm off my face Memory lane, I'm off my face Caught in method, Daniel Day-Lewis Rolling Pirelli, tender nuance Memory lane, I'm off my face Memory lane, I'm off my face
Writer(s): Martin Guilfoyle, Conor Grealish, William Gunns, Dominic Kim, Jacob Andrew Cummins, Jarrod James William Smith, Harry Bonifacio Baughan, Serwah Attafuah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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