drinkwine732Posts: 20,418destroyer of motherfuckers
From this coupling my shell grew green. Rainforests sprung from my skin and soil. Mountains spawned cells, apes and All-In-Between, And I understood. I am this mortal coil. I am this mortal coil.
I wrote the gospel on giving up (You look pretty sinking) But the real bombshells have already sunk (Prima donnas of the gutter) At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep Crashing not like hips or cars, No, more like p-p-p-parties
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This bandwagon's full Please, catch another
Don't blink, They won't even miss you at all And don't think, That i'll always be gone
You know i've got you, like a puppet in the palm of my hand, don't you let me down
So run like hell, sleep with one eye open You can forgive or forget You will tell everyone the damage done Too bad you can't stop me You can't stop me now
I'll be there just to watch you fall So don't push me, I've got nothing to lose
I've been dreaming about you In a pool of your own blood, With your eyes gouged out By the work of my thumbs, The scent of your insides From under the floorboards, The perfect perfume For settling a score!
I'll hide you in my walls Your body will never be found I'll wear your skin as a suit, pretend to be you Your friends will like you more than they used to Pretend to be you, Your friends will like you more than they used to
Pinned to the bed sheets like a prized butterflyy you're mine I hear your voice, so precious, echoing deeply inside I did my best to love you while you did live and breathe This tender taxidermy trophy of the bereaved.
I could never let you go My darling, cold and blue I wonder are you dreaming still Spread eagled, blood removed
I weave the sucking trocar Beaneath your bruising skin Tonigh I'll lay beside you darling In necromantic sin
Here I am standing alone amongst the leeches and wolves. Gut my insides. Pick me apart. Bottom feeding vultures can't kill a cold heart. Here I am despite what you think, holding strong while the unchained anchor sinks.
You tryin to be a hero fool? You wanna see badass mother fucker?! I'll show ya a badass!!!
I will not give in to fascist beliefs and I am not a fool I will not let pride in my core be rooted out I will stand firm on my beliefs Live life the master of my destiny See no other way to live
I am not the weak willed Nor am I a fool who can not see I am not the weak willed I will not let pride destroy me
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Rainforests sprung from my skin and soil.
Mountains spawned cells, apes and All-In-Between,
And I understood.
I am this mortal coil.
I am this mortal coil.
Hemingway save me,
Hemingway save me,
Hemingway get me really fucked up.
Together we chose not to believe,
You are my strung out queen,
You're too sad to come with me,
Coat your Tongue with another lie about me.
Your brother betrays you.
Your friend kills you.
Your woman is dead.
The strong will inherit the earth.
I drink my,
I drink my GINNNNN!!!!!
Gin!
Gin!
Gin!
Gin!
(You look pretty sinking)
But the real bombshells have already sunk
(Prima donnas of the gutter)
At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing not like hips or cars,
No, more like p-p-p-parties
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This bandwagon's full
Please, catch another
They won't even miss you at all
And don't think,
That i'll always be gone
You know i've got you,
like a puppet in the palm of my hand,
don't you let me down
So run like hell,
sleep with one eye open
You can forgive or forget
You will tell everyone the damage done
Too bad you can't stop me
You can't stop me now
I'll be there just to watch you fall
So don't push me,
I've got nothing to lose
In a pool of your own blood,
With your eyes gouged out
By the work of my thumbs,
The scent of your insides
From under the floorboards,
The perfect perfume
For settling a score!
I'll hide you in my walls
Your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit, pretend to be you
Your friends will like you more than they used to
Pretend to be you,
Your friends will like you more than they used to
I hear your voice, so precious, echoing deeply inside
I did my best to love you while you did live and breathe
This tender taxidermy trophy of the bereaved.
I could never let you go
My darling, cold and blue
I wonder are you dreaming still
Spread eagled, blood removed
I weave the sucking trocar
Beaneath your bruising skin
Tonigh I'll lay beside you darling
In necromantic sin
"oh how quickly this wen tdownhill"
I lol'ed. You can't tell me you didn't expect it.
Gut my insides.
Pick me apart.
Bottom feeding vultures can't kill a cold heart.
Here I am despite what you think, holding strong while the unchained anchor sinks.
But I'm no falling I'm not broken yet
I'm am a mortal man
But I'll hold tight to my beliefs now
I have suffered defeat, pain, loss
Still I push to the edge, never falter
For this cements my beliefs
I'll remain my own master
I will not let pride in my core be rooted out
I will stand firm on my beliefs
Live life the master of my destiny
See no other way to live
I am not the weak willed
Nor am I a fool who can not see
I am not the weak willed
I will not let pride destroy me
Lay it all on the line
Glasspipe recollections of antichrist
The nominees all on fire
Cash money upfront
We're all part of the scam
Dead stars at the end of a rope
A fake miracle to behold
Life is bright!
It'll take out your eyes!
Burn these lies!
Cut away the ties!
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine knives
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine
Ninety-nine knives inside
Separate the symptoms
From the real disease
A pale ghostlike redition of consequence
The irony covers the crime
Re-enact the trauma
A safe pattern to fuse
Preteens giving head in the backroom
A family built on abuse
Life is bright!
It'll take out your eyes!
Burn these lies!
Cut away the ties!
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine knives
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine
Ninety-nine knives inside
No one gets out alive!
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine (ninety-nine)
Ninety-nine knives inside (ninety-nine)
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine
Ninety-nine hopeless fucking usless empty ways to die
I GOT 99 PROBLEMS BUT A BITCH AIN'T ONE.