Lurch.Lung

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It's all bad
 It's all bad
 Gonna- Gonna make you reap
 Godheads on the rack (yeah)
 Got a fiend within me
 It'll feast on the genes of the queen
 Where I live is where I bleed
 It's all bad
 It's all bad
 Gonna- Gonna make you reap
 Godheads on the rack
 Got a fiend within me
 It'll feast on the genes of the queen
 Where I live is where I bleed (yeah)
 That methanal makes the mantis operational
 Indigo mathematics
 Broken acid god insatiable
 Please don't be silent
 Call that bizarro onomatopoeia for clients
 I disguise my design in the pines
 I try and survive to 45
 Mime surprise for the plain eyes
 My old teeth
 I devise your demise for thе site
 At the site
 Gotta- Gotta feed him for thе
 Cytoplasmic battery
 Witness the death of gravity
 Everyone I see, delete
 Black eyes bleeding my agony
 Night, day, night
 Prey caught in the midnight
 Moonlight
 Savory prey I flay up to two times
 So hail the cheddar shepherd, feed the spider
 Rip the neck off little lobotomized broken lepers
 Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
 Breathing the filth in, reminiscent of better times
 On the gang
 Reaching for the light
 I got a feeling that it's stuck inside you
 I don't care what anyone thinks
 I've got to pull it out
 She's bleeding
 Superhuman senses
 I can smell the roses, iron fences
 I don't care what anyone thinks
 I've got to save the world
 My initiation got me screaming trees, butt naked
 Staring down the white horizon, eyes vacant
 You can find me in the pantheon chewing on the idle faces
 Stone gazes
 Chilling in the high places
 Dummy dust, dummy love
 Bloody cuffs, bloody hug
 Gimme neck, gimme lung
 Cutting checks, cutting tongue
 I'm lurking with the steak knife
 Surgery to space flight
 Bodies by the wayside
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 Smoking on wood 'til I feel like a cabin
 I'm rollin' extendos
 My Glock full of habits
 I've got a hundred round drum in my jacket
 Might crack at your skull
 Fill you up with some lead like a basket
 Bali when I mask it
 Shawty full of acid
 Roll it never, pass it and I'm smoking all the gases
 Put you in a casket, and light it with matches
 Blood all on your gut, from the hollow in your passions
 Cut you with that stainless but hit you with that rusty chrome
 I ain't ever living painless
 My past is full of ghosts
 Ayy, I'm a rock star not a ghost
 Ten holes from the shotty bullets in my soul
 Said, fuck your set
 AR, got the weapon to your vest
 Like investments
 When I'm flipping checks
 Watch me flex
 I'm a spirit, suck me like a cigarette
 I've got chains now
 Covering all the tats up on my neck
 Blegh!
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 Reaching for the light
 I got a feeling that it's stuck inside you
 Yeah, millipedes in the weeds
 Gold teeth on my cavities
 Where I live is where I go bleed
 What I see
 Can I witness the death of gravity?
 Superhuman senses
 I can smell the roses, iron fences
 Gold teeth on my cavities
 Yes, I am Pluto actually
 I don't murder for me, it's deliverance from your agony
 Reaching for the light
 I got a feeling that it's stuck inside you
 Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
 Breathing the filth in, reminiscent of better times
 On the gang
 

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Duration
03:56
Key
2
Tempo
83 BPM

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