BarkSolStra
Misfit writing scripts on the side
Strikethroughs admitting how high-we was... in the living room
Lil brotha done died, drowned in a kiddie pool
Anxiety rippled through, hung the persona
Excuse me if I'm getting real Franco
Haters gonna stay hating, can't change the way they say thank you
Bringing the universe up with me
Staying on closed doors? Keep falling, bitch, look who sinking
(He had a lot to do)
Neo Cortex out of context swallowed by dirt
worms and centipedes while cascading in brassieres
Living to confuse and make you misconstrue
Live from Sin City, we macrodosing all the fear
Brink of cataclysm, I'll be bullriding the bomb when it drops
Dr. StrangeLove or:
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and
Love Them All Before The Great Beyond Dawns
And the sanctified people keep on, keep on leading them all on
Accepting fate, as a distraction,
right this way, said to a party of one
Blue lines crumpled up
(He had a lot to do)
Crawl to a reservoir like the host but no Napolis here
Just a Napoleon who swears demons keep on controlling him
Changing the fate before jumping off the ridge
and the population smashes his brain matter in
Opiates or deception, go for it, choose the vice
Spoiler alert: the main character, you, dies
Should've listened the first time
Now, it's raining checks and you
silly putty bastards, seeing a drought
Been a few days, never shown face, First 48, ongoing trial
Won't ever get to say case closed, they took a depressing route
Finding a reason to cope it
(He had a lot to do)
Morbid like Cohens, un-warming hermit, found with no face cloak
All joy wants deep, wants deep, it's equal to eternity
(In a day or two)
Love wants me so, I accept the recurrences
Danger Zone, Loggins, peel back, simmy glitch-androgynous
(You were my dream come true)
Forgot username-password, abort the mish
Too late, back where we started
Kid
(You were my dream come true)
Hands to the sky
Wave 'em all around
Asses off the ground
What goes around, lil bitch, comes around
Hands to the sky, wave 'em side to side
Only one life
Hands to the sky, wave 'em side to side
What goes around, lil bitch, comes around
Diseastra's got the crown
Diseastra's got the crown
Diseastra's got the crown
Hands to the sky, wave 'em side to side
Diseastra's got the crown
What goes around goes around, lil bitch
Hands to the sky, wave 'em side to side
Hands to the sky
Keep 'em there, keep 'em there
Hands to the sky, wave em side to side
Strikethroughs admitting how high-we was... in the living room
Lil brotha done died, drowned in a kiddie pool
Anxiety rippled through, hung the persona
Excuse me if I'm getting real Franco
Haters gonna stay hating, can't change the way they say thank you
Bringing the universe up with me
Staying on closed doors? Keep falling, bitch, look who sinking
(He had a lot to do)
Neo Cortex out of context swallowed by dirt
worms and centipedes while cascading in brassieres
Living to confuse and make you misconstrue
Live from Sin City, we macrodosing all the fear
Brink of cataclysm, I'll be bullriding the bomb when it drops
Dr. StrangeLove or:
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and
Love Them All Before The Great Beyond Dawns
And the sanctified people keep on, keep on leading them all on
Accepting fate, as a distraction,
right this way, said to a party of one
Blue lines crumpled up
(He had a lot to do)
Crawl to a reservoir like the host but no Napolis here
Just a Napoleon who swears demons keep on controlling him
Changing the fate before jumping off the ridge
and the population smashes his brain matter in
Opiates or deception, go for it, choose the vice
Spoiler alert: the main character, you, dies
Should've listened the first time
Now, it's raining checks and you
silly putty bastards, seeing a drought
Been a few days, never shown face, First 48, ongoing trial
Won't ever get to say case closed, they took a depressing route
Finding a reason to cope it
(He had a lot to do)
Morbid like Cohens, un-warming hermit, found with no face cloak
All joy wants deep, wants deep, it's equal to eternity
(In a day or two)
Love wants me so, I accept the recurrences
Danger Zone, Loggins, peel back, simmy glitch-androgynous
(You were my dream come true)
Forgot username-password, abort the mish
Too late, back where we started
Kid
(You were my dream come true)
Hands to the sky
Wave 'em all around
Asses off the ground
What goes around, lil bitch, comes around
Hands to the sky, wave 'em side to side
Only one life
Hands to the sky, wave 'em side to side
What goes around, lil bitch, comes around
Diseastra's got the crown
Diseastra's got the crown
Diseastra's got the crown
Hands to the sky, wave 'em side to side
Diseastra's got the crown
What goes around goes around, lil bitch
Hands to the sky, wave 'em side to side
Hands to the sky
Keep 'em there, keep 'em there
Hands to the sky, wave em side to side
Credits
Writer(s): Alfredo Esparza
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