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​grafte - ​self-inflicted كلمات الأغنية

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[intro: dracula]
it is not by my hand that i am once again given flesh
i was called here by humans who wish to pay me tribute (witches are real)
what is a man? a miserable little pile of secrets
but enough talk (gahh)

[chorus]
cut up your body, i’m already done
fried off the molly, i wanna have fun
blood on my jeans and my jeans on the floor
gas in my lungs, got me beggin’ for more
he saw his b_tch hanging down from a tree
i’m not locked in with you, b_tch, you’re locked in with me
blood on hands and my hands on your door
gas in my lungs, got me beggin’ for more

[verse]
blood on my hands when i carry your corpse
i got bodies hid under my floor
my brother got guns, yeah, he ready for war
arp, put your brains on the floor
f_ckin’ with a k!ller girl, i got nothin’ to say to you
b_b_blade up in my waist, let ’em know i’m not afraid of you
b_tch, i got a cutter, leave you leakin’ from the top of your head
should’ve known that i’m already dead
bad b_tch but she’s see_through
i don’t think i would ever wanna be you
put a skull on my belt just so i can show off
hands up, i’ma cut your motherf_ckin’ hands off
stomp ’em out in my rocks
wanna put you in a box
hands on your neck getting tighter and tighter
i don’t know when i’ma stop
[chorus]
cut up your body, i’m already done
fried off the molly, i wanna have fun
blood on my jeans and my jeans on the floor
gas in my lungs, got me beggin’ for more
he saw his b_tch hanging down from a tree
i’m not locked in with you, b_tch, you’re locked in with me
blood on hands and my hands on your door
gas in my lungs, got me beggin’ for more

- grafte

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