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retchmusic - reaper كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: retch]
i feel like i’m going insane
p_ssy talkin’ sh_t get_ get the f_ck out of my way
paranoia consuming your brain
forcin’ yo’ voice gonna strain it
they just p_ssed off i’m the greatest
needle in the vein, i’m seein’ dead people
ion talk to feds
seein red
when i’m feelin’ evil
demon bleed him
leave him leakin’
leave him in a million pieces
lethal heat
leap off the steeple
creepin’ like the reaper, claim yo’ soul

[verse 1: nxmvd]
blood begins to rush, and now you’re flooded, faceless
bi_ bi_ bite the curb i serve, make it hurt, nothing ever painless
bled the cuts until its done (gentle cold i paint it)
emaciated, patient in the corner ’til the morning’s hanging
i don’t wanna face decay, i savor the chase
re_skinning my face again, it stays on 30 days fore it fades
i’m ripping out braces, crooked fangs, they keep on tasting the same
i peel it off the broken bones, deglove the host, let me breathe again
[bridge: retch & nxmvd]
wipe the blades off like a gun for a stick up
splinter, stake through the heart, send shivers
i’m griffith in this b_tch, sword broke, winning
spill guts on the floor, get dropped in the river
wipe the blades off like a gun for a stick up
splinter, stake through the heart, send shivers
i’m griffith in this b_tch, sword broke, winning
spill guts on the floor, get dropped in the river (ah_)

needle in the vein, i’m seein’ dead people
ion talk to feds
seein red
when i’m feelin’ evil
demon bleed him
leave him leakin’
leave him in a million pieces
lethal heat
leap off the steeple
creepin’ like the reaper, claim yo’ soul

[verse 2: leechy!]
claim your soul, aye. pay a toll, aye
f_ck comparisons, that’s getting kinda old, aye
watch him fold. weave a weakness into gold
what the camera shutter told, as the gamut turns to scold
getting bold? follow
tracks along my arms (holy f_ck i’m seeing ghosts)
scratch the tags off of the arms (they can’t trace back on the smoke)
insipidus reflections acting saccharine, respectless
of the spiderwebs forming as i bash it with my mother f_cking head. (uh)
shards embedded deep into my skin. (uh)
crystal lattice, shatter, stole my breath
watch and grin as they stay bitter. gilded tips, i’m still the winner
f_ck a skinny little b_tch that won’t even make it wintxr
[verse 3: wintxr]
ay, wait, hold up let me hit
twist it _ contradictions when i’m ridin’ with a stick
got a glock in my lap
and a blade with the switch
if you talkin’ out yo’ ass, watch yo’ back (real sh_t)
you know i got fast car, [?], [?]
smokin’ on the black tar, crash hard, back yard
show you what the facts are, flash cards, black heart
all you p_ssies act hard, [?], and [?] (ay_ y_ y_ y)

- retchmusic

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