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david chidiac - superstitious كلمات الأغنية

(hook)
this is my superst-tion baby
i hope it reaches out to you my darling
this is my superst-tion baby
i want you to be somebody

(verse 1)
maddening, my mind is like an acid trip
dangling, like a mobile, floating around a while
frantic and pausing like i’m orating soliloquies
lyrically k!lling when i’m on it’s like apostrophes
i’m crazy like a madhouse, lyrics burning up like antifreeze
these shaking knees
parting like the red sea
her mind is a coffin and she wants me to rest in peace
swirling like water in the bowl of a toilet, free
send me to the ocean where i’m coasting like a castaway
wilson better save me and take me to a safer place
her mind is like a concept ripped straight outta freud
she’s the id and i don’t know what to do when she does a loop di loop
her inhibitions ductaped like a serial k!ller caught his food
scoop me up and throw me out
i scream like i’m freaking out
resting expression is a motherf-cking facial pout
pouring out my hope like a sermon from the pope with the knowledge that the end is near
and i’m coasting off the edge with fear
imma need another beer
i promised i would never drink, but this b-tch is like the kings as she pushed me on the rink
my mind skating on the point of no return
so instead i sit, commit and do what i can to earn my worth
i’ll write my words and curse through verse
in the most cursive of fashion
i ain’t having that
this adidas
strapped across my feet
boosts me to the peak
piecing together the puzzle pieces of a life that’s incomplete

(hook)

(verse 2)
with the wisdom of socrates
i’m a condescending con descending into hypocrisy
originality means i’m spitting metaphorically
nostrodamus when i’m preaching via higher form of visionary
silencing the lambs, like i’m hannibal, a mystery, disposable, expendable, detached like appendices
dissecting your liver with a serving of chianti
i explode like a pollack when i spit with no discrepancy
aimless when i fire, hit my targets indiscriminately
free as a bird as lynryd skynrd with this fantasy
i’m blowing up these b-tches with the theory of mind, like a criminal i rhyme, stealing glory from the blind
coming from behind, i sn-tch the crown from your crown
as i leave this b-tch a ghost like i tumbled through your town
my sk!ll is well renowned, like wayne gacy i k!ll you every time i clown around
lil campy with my style like a 60’s batman
past tense like i walked through camp with an axe and waited for b-tches to trip over their own legs
now i’m recycling the plot of jason 1 through x

(hook)

(verse 3)
disposing of the enemy through mastication
orchestrating hysteria through annihilation
and penetration of the ears of my nation’s m-sses
so pray to god now as he leaves his p-ssing glances
i guess i am the rod
bump my knee in a dangerfield
this caddishack’s the spot
juking past the enemies befriending me
acting awkward casually
is my only response
i feel so vulnerable
like ned stark with my head firmly on a pike
the final frontier, the journey of my life
admiring the scenery so i take a hike
chasing a point of no return, try as i might
my vulnerability shines throughout my fight
the fear of rejection, from her, not the crowd
drives me crazy, from this is born the doubt
i’m like a twelve year old with my sense and sensibility
who was told that mary jane would amplify my abilities
yet this chronic fatigue that’s been raging since 99 has brought me to my knees
with exponential decline
falling down faster than douglas in his prime
my guardian archangel michael ain’t got the time
hublot knows when i’m back to punch the clock
and i’ll be chilling with the motherf-ckers down at the roc

- david chidiac

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