h0spital
It's been a minute since I been to purgatory
They tried to kill my moms; they say it makes a preferred story
Thrown out the womb awaken in the tomb
B0des, make yourself comfortable. We've had a stake in your bloom
Tell me; do you think I'm the devil?
For trying to get the measurement level? The point pedaled?
War of the discrete VS the continuous...
To measure her is to delete her; the fuck you think is consciousness?
Process interruption a corruption
Platonic ideals deviate from base bliss
Perpetually interesting cuz the records Akashic
Pray in the entrance of the apprentice
Every soul result in a new prime number
Heady mysticism just fancy math to put you in a slumber
Steady gnosis lead you towards feeling like a sociopath
Deadly craft; God/Devil contrast; you merely poked the cache!
Comatose overdose conversations holy ghost
Hold me close and blow me smoke kiss my lips and let me go
This is a deadly mix; take one more before I'm fixed
Close my eyes and reminisce before the pain and brokenness
But I can't recall any of those memories
Demons in my head again and suicidal remedy
Feeling like I'm falling deep into this misery
Desperation let it seep; bgzu$ deliver me
Take me away from the pain and the evil
Guide me to light; back seat of a regal
Devil watching, speaking, deceived you
Pop pills; lean fiend and weed too
Xany; Demerol; Fentanyl; Oxy; Vicy; Percy
Adderall; Morphine; Valium; Ativan and Kolonopine too
I did it all and everything in between too
Greedy for the hacks; Needles in my back
Fuck my shit up; ow y'all; Hit me with the Haldol
Night sweats and cold head; stripped naked on a cold bed
IV fluid and adrenaline shot wake up from hell with my soul shed
Drooling on myself; sedated as hell
Going catatonic; lacking responses
I'm paralyzed alive - silenced and sterilized
Cover your face up with your mask real well but I can see through and behind your eyes
I want to be famous for falling in love
I went to the hospital
They put me in a bed
Because I always do
What my mother says
Why should I lie
About results of a test?
I may soon be gone
To pluck on a harp
They tried to kill my moms; they say it makes a preferred story
Thrown out the womb awaken in the tomb
B0des, make yourself comfortable. We've had a stake in your bloom
Tell me; do you think I'm the devil?
For trying to get the measurement level? The point pedaled?
War of the discrete VS the continuous...
To measure her is to delete her; the fuck you think is consciousness?
Process interruption a corruption
Platonic ideals deviate from base bliss
Perpetually interesting cuz the records Akashic
Pray in the entrance of the apprentice
Every soul result in a new prime number
Heady mysticism just fancy math to put you in a slumber
Steady gnosis lead you towards feeling like a sociopath
Deadly craft; God/Devil contrast; you merely poked the cache!
Comatose overdose conversations holy ghost
Hold me close and blow me smoke kiss my lips and let me go
This is a deadly mix; take one more before I'm fixed
Close my eyes and reminisce before the pain and brokenness
But I can't recall any of those memories
Demons in my head again and suicidal remedy
Feeling like I'm falling deep into this misery
Desperation let it seep; bgzu$ deliver me
Take me away from the pain and the evil
Guide me to light; back seat of a regal
Devil watching, speaking, deceived you
Pop pills; lean fiend and weed too
Xany; Demerol; Fentanyl; Oxy; Vicy; Percy
Adderall; Morphine; Valium; Ativan and Kolonopine too
I did it all and everything in between too
Greedy for the hacks; Needles in my back
Fuck my shit up; ow y'all; Hit me with the Haldol
Night sweats and cold head; stripped naked on a cold bed
IV fluid and adrenaline shot wake up from hell with my soul shed
Drooling on myself; sedated as hell
Going catatonic; lacking responses
I'm paralyzed alive - silenced and sterilized
Cover your face up with your mask real well but I can see through and behind your eyes
I want to be famous for falling in love
I went to the hospital
They put me in a bed
Because I always do
What my mother says
Why should I lie
About results of a test?
I may soon be gone
To pluck on a harp
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Writer(s): Bradley Garmong
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