Visions of the Other Side
Hold up wait a fucking minute
I've been counting fucking digits
How much time you fucking give it
How long it takes you to rid it
I've been over fucking sinning
I've been seeing fucking visions
That's the way I'm fucking living
Got a few spots on the piston
Now I see my fucking limits
And I'm feeling pretty limitless
All of the wickedness
Getting pretty dangerous
Running out the neighbour's clutch
This is shit ridiculous
How much shit they give to us
How much shit they give to us
Visions of the other side
I reside
Where the demons crawl inside
Live or die
Cry out why
Then i lost myself
Then I sigh
Paralysed
I want to signify
All the lies
Now I gotta multiply
Touch the sky
Fuck my eyes
Fuck my eyes
Paths decide to crucify
Then collide
With my life
Cross it
Split it
Magnify
Put this shit on pause
With the claws
Now hold for the applause
As I maul
Then it stalls
Inside of all these walls
Keep the peace
When I ball
Standing tall
Standing tall
Might pop a Tylenol
What's it cause
Rip my jaw
Come explore
It's the drugstore
It's been what you're looking for
As I fall
As I fall
Down this sinking rotting shore
I wanted more
I wanted more
I wanted more
And I cant ignore
What I think about
How I run around
How it's what it's 'bout
How it's what it's 'bout
How it's what it's 'bout
Hold up wait a fucking minute
I've been counting fucking digits
How much time you fucking give it
How long it takes you to rid it
I've been over fucking sinning
I've been seeing fucking visions
That's the way I'm fucking living
Got a few spots on the piston
Now I see my fucking limits
And I'm feeling pretty limitless
All of the wickedness
Getting pretty dangerous
Running out the neighbour's clutch
This is shit ridiculous
How much shit they give to us
How much shit they give to us
Hold up wait a fucking minute
I've been counting fucking digits
How much time you fucking give it
How long it takes you to rid it
I've been over fucking sinning
I've been seeing fucking visions
That's the way I'm fucking living
Got a few spots on the piston
Hold up wait a fucking minute
I've been counting fucking digits
How much time you fucking give it
How long it takes you to rid it
I've been over fucking sinning
I've been seeing fucking visions
That's the way I'm fucking living
Got a few spots on the piston
Now I see my fucking limits
And I'm feeling pretty limitless
All of the wickedness
Getting pretty dangerous
Running out the neighbour's clutch
This is shit ridiculous
How much shit they give to us
How much shit they give to us
I've been counting fucking digits
How much time you fucking give it
How long it takes you to rid it
I've been over fucking sinning
I've been seeing fucking visions
That's the way I'm fucking living
Got a few spots on the piston
Now I see my fucking limits
And I'm feeling pretty limitless
All of the wickedness
Getting pretty dangerous
Running out the neighbour's clutch
This is shit ridiculous
How much shit they give to us
How much shit they give to us
Visions of the other side
I reside
Where the demons crawl inside
Live or die
Cry out why
Then i lost myself
Then I sigh
Paralysed
I want to signify
All the lies
Now I gotta multiply
Touch the sky
Fuck my eyes
Fuck my eyes
Paths decide to crucify
Then collide
With my life
Cross it
Split it
Magnify
Put this shit on pause
With the claws
Now hold for the applause
As I maul
Then it stalls
Inside of all these walls
Keep the peace
When I ball
Standing tall
Standing tall
Might pop a Tylenol
What's it cause
Rip my jaw
Come explore
It's the drugstore
It's been what you're looking for
As I fall
As I fall
Down this sinking rotting shore
I wanted more
I wanted more
I wanted more
And I cant ignore
What I think about
How I run around
How it's what it's 'bout
How it's what it's 'bout
How it's what it's 'bout
Hold up wait a fucking minute
I've been counting fucking digits
How much time you fucking give it
How long it takes you to rid it
I've been over fucking sinning
I've been seeing fucking visions
That's the way I'm fucking living
Got a few spots on the piston
Now I see my fucking limits
And I'm feeling pretty limitless
All of the wickedness
Getting pretty dangerous
Running out the neighbour's clutch
This is shit ridiculous
How much shit they give to us
How much shit they give to us
Hold up wait a fucking minute
I've been counting fucking digits
How much time you fucking give it
How long it takes you to rid it
I've been over fucking sinning
I've been seeing fucking visions
That's the way I'm fucking living
Got a few spots on the piston
Hold up wait a fucking minute
I've been counting fucking digits
How much time you fucking give it
How long it takes you to rid it
I've been over fucking sinning
I've been seeing fucking visions
That's the way I'm fucking living
Got a few spots on the piston
Now I see my fucking limits
And I'm feeling pretty limitless
All of the wickedness
Getting pretty dangerous
Running out the neighbour's clutch
This is shit ridiculous
How much shit they give to us
How much shit they give to us
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