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ghost buddha - zen grief كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]

i find it real hard on my energy
to take your shit off of my centerpiece
i need you to go rep my set for me
i’m traveling inward, endless
footsteps in a blizzard that’s h-llish
i’m sure you could teach me another time
but right now i’m expressing my helpless
i know in the end i will never find
a state that i can’t recover from
zen grief? dj khaled, another one
laughter, tears, and unusable bubble gum
back to fear and the usual crummy luck
i don’t have to pretend i don’t give a f-ck
ego death and the body’s is soon to come
i’ll c-m on your face if your name is fate
and f-ck faith all it made me was late
i got that shit in my dresser to make you go
“woo,” and then, “swag,” and then, “woo,” and then die again
i got some books on my desk that i’d tell you i’m interested in
but i know that’s a lie
i go the glyphs on my arm i forgot how to read
instructions on walls, i forgot how to breathe
pot-ssium gluconate, iron, magnesium
zinc, and a bunch of aleve
i cannot stress this enough
i am ecstatic as f-ck
i am erratic as f-ck
ambivalent feelings i’ll always be stuck in
torturous peace keeps my energy tucked in
i’ll drown in this bliss with a side of forlorn
h-ll hath no wrath like an ego that’s scorned
worn like a crown of thorns, swept up by power storms
i don’t know how your born out of this shit

[verse 2]

tell me you hate me, i need to suffer
k!ll me over and over, i’ll still recover
f-cked death in it’s mouth with a broken rubber
i’ve been laughing at weaknesses i discovered
a basket of flesh with no real perception
trying to form an opinion on zen and grief
i just follow instructions from make-believes
i just call for destruction like baby teeth
where is god? i’m supposed to be stoned to death
here the cops are the gods that give stoners death
science project that failed cause he overslept
i just ate apple pie, and the lord wept
i just paid with a proof of concord kept to my many absolving facsimile
i’ll keep bleeding until there’s no more left in my enemy’s enemy’s enemy

[chorus]

i tried to keep you from getting wings cause my grades don’t reflect my intelligence
the thing that prevents me from getting things is a factor that shouldn’t be relevant
let go or be dragged over otta seal on an unending road to your tenement
don’t bother i’ve already got a deal with an unhappy curse as my settlement

an unhappy curse is my settlement

- ghost buddha

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