Dwayne the Singer - TORMENTS PURGING FROM MY PSYCHE

TORMENTS PURGING FROM MY PSYCHE

Dwayne the Singer on the Beat

Before midnight, I'ma wake up (Whoa)
When I thought I heard a voice that I don't trust
I got the blues, gotta move, steppin' robust (Yeah)
Staring down my enemies
They're all stomped and crushed

In the eyes of divinity, I'm a sinner, blisters
Threw away my misery, not a quitter
I'm the singer, turned into the warrior (Ay)
Torments purging from my psyche for closure

I'm the motherfucking fucking one that calls the shot (Shout)
All you fucking hypocrites
Down in hell, you won't be missed

Fuck the fucking opps
Pullin' all the stops
Fuck the fucking opps
Till' I motherfucking drop
Fuck the fucking opps
Pullin' all the stops
Fuck the fucking opps
Till' I motherfucking drop

Abandoned all sleep, those who's listening (Now)
It's been 2 millennia since the last conditioning
I'm outta place, outta space, hands are frozen
Jumpin' off the trailer truck (Whoa)
Kickin' off the cosmic dust

Silence's defeaning in the darkness, sharpness
Saturation, definition, creepin' my catharsis (Sing It)
Bleedin' from my soul, carving up reality
Shadows of a life, barring my responsiblity

I'm the motherfucking fucking one that calls the shot (Preach)
All you fucking hypocrites
Down in hell, you won't be missed

Fuck the fucking opps
Pullin' all the stops
Fuck the fucking opps
Till' I motherfucking drop
Fuck the fucking opps
Pullin' all the stops
Fuck the fucking opps
Till' I motherfucking drop

Before midnight, I'ma wake up (Flow)
When I thought I heard a voice that I don't trust
I got the blues, gotta move, steppin' robust
Staring down my enemies
They're all stomped and crushed (Now)

In the eyes of divinity, I'm a sinner, blisters
Threw away my misery, not a quitter
I'm the singer, turned into the warrior (Shout)
Torments purging from my psyche for closure

Abandoned all sleep, those who's listening
It's been 2 millennia since the last conditioning
I'm outta place, outta space, hands are frozen
Jumpin' off the trailer truck (Ay)
Kickin' off the cosmic dust

Silence's defeaning in the darkness, sharpness
Saturation, definition, creepin' my catharsis
Bleedin' from my soul, carving up reality (Preach)
Shadows of a life, barring my responsiblity

I'm the motherfucking fucking one that calls the shot
All you fucking hypocrites
Down in hell, you won't be missed

Fuck the fucking opps
Pullin' all the stops
Fuck the fucking opps
Till' I motherfucking drop
Fuck the fucking opps
Pullin' all the stops
Fuck the fucking opps
Till' I motherfucking drop

I'm the motherfucking fucking one that calls the shot
All you fucking hypocrites
Down in hell, you won't be missed

Fuck the fucking opps
Pullin' all the stops
Fuck the fucking opps
Till' I motherfucking drop
Fuck the fucking opps
Pullin' all the stops
Fuck the fucking opps
Till' I motherfucking drop

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Writer(s): Dwayne Bui
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