1. |
AFTERPARTY
02:18
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Can you fantasize the look in my eyes?
Parasites crawling up and down my spine, it’s fine
Do you wanna be buried alive?
Termites scrape my face as I descend into the grave
Fraser fir, oh that shit burns
Force it down into my skin, so i can bleed out once again
Despite being in perfect time
Feels too comfortable, feels too comfortable
AFTERPARTY
AFTERPARTY
AFTERPARTY
AFTERPARTY
In a tight bind, snow so refined
Take me back to where to the crosses rose
Pressure cracks my neck, bass destroys my drums
Jonesing for a good shoot and reload
Hold me down, spin me around
Scars pop out up and down, evaporate melted sound
Mutilation for the perfect ride
Burning up, we’re burning up, burning up, we’re burning up
AFTERPARTY
AFTERPARTY
AFTERPARTY
AFTERPARTY
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2. |
20/20 VISION
02:28
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Keep coming back to find your stride
Glass hands scrape what’s outside of me
Flawless bite into my fresh bends
Leaves your mark of cain
2020
VISION
Don’t stop til you're satisfied
Veil of knots just crossed your eyes
Dead in a bed you lost your mind
Lives you can only find 9 times, with a
2020
VISION
Say you love being unsatisfied
Stay alive stay terrorized
2020
VISION
2020
VISION
2020
VISION
2020
VISION
2020
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3. |
PARADISE
02:12
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Last time I checked this paradise
My leather boots fit just right
Days for age to see no end
Filthy rooms, impending doom
Best of works, plastered walls
A sharp tack for a prick to the best
Happy to see me
Caught dead and laughing
Somewhere in between
I’m stuck where it feels just right
Filled up cups you don’t need much
Dark arts keeps it real and just
Killing sprees, enough's, enough
Evasive space wastes no time
Crusted ground, assume it’s fine
My sheets runaway staying gorgeous, gorgeous
Happy to see me
Caught dead and laughing
Somewhere in between
I’m stuck where it feels just right
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4. |
SOULS
02:02
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Scream for what you want
Even the obscene
Flaunting settles down
Back to what’s around
Look closer from behind
No might to match the strength
Hustles to the marrow
The soul he knows to shake
Silent dance composure
Model stance exposure
Desperate for attention, the goal you lie for
Enhancing the entrancing, now hold your posture
Wax melts into shape
Wicks are burning straight
If it’s sick it hits
Hosting a perfect fit
Taking what you want
Neglecting what you need
Spinning out of bounds
Causing the greatest scene
Silent dance composure
Model stance exposure
Desperate for attention, the goal you lie for
Enhancing the entrancing, now hold your posture
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