Pine Shade Waste
(coughing)
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Babylon burned left the remnants a hell
I am and I'm not in the place that I dwell
I'm gone that bitch only seen my shell
I'm alone in the stink and the stench of my head
In an ocean of red on the super gore nest
On a potion don't know if I'm living or dead
Lost in motions
Loops of dialect
Trapped in lights
Loosing consciousness
Pit is bottomless
Seen the consequence
Can't take dominance
Left the populace
Fuck my commonness
Fuck your confidence
Where my cognisance
So much pompousness
Think you the prophetess
Judge my awkwardness
Flaunt your forwardness
This what you offer us?
Feign metamorphosis
Play for the audience
The break the decay so fake so obvious
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
Slipping down a hole son
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Toxic I don't want thee
Fuck with Satan no apologies
They know all the psychology
I'm cutting out this primal need
They all betray
I thwart decay
It angle deep into my veins
Ay what's up with all this pain
It take my brain and fuse to chains
I'm in abyss to rid this shit
I fucking hate you thought you'd win
I fucking hate you still exist
I fucking hate you smile and shit
I fucking hate the pain you bring
I fucking hate
I fucking hate
Escape from this to feel again
And feel so much break my brain
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
I succumb to distant sleep as demons are enclosing me
Caught within my primal needs this world it don't desire me but
FUCK
I'm entirely spiralling into violence see
Mildly entitled my eyes don't see the way you see
Piling up the drip you can't compete with my creations G
Styling myself fuck what you think got no apology
What the fuck you want with me
Pushing me too hard to be someone that I'll never be
Bitch you will never see
Next song
Babylon burned left the remnants a hell
I am and I'm not in the place that I dwell
I'm gone that bitch only seen my shell
I'm alone in the stink and the stench of my head
In an ocean of red on the super gore nest
On a potion don't know if I'm living or dead
Lost in motions
Loops of dialect
Trapped in lights
Loosing consciousness
Pit is bottomless
Seen the consequence
Can't take dominance
Left the populace
Fuck my commonness
Fuck your confidence
Where my cognisance
So much pompousness
Think you the prophetess
Judge my awkwardness
Flaunt your forwardness
This what you offer us?
Feign metamorphosis
Play for the audience
The break the decay so fake so obvious
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
Slipping down a hole son
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Toxic I don't want thee
Fuck with Satan no apologies
They know all the psychology
I'm cutting out this primal need
They all betray
I thwart decay
It angle deep into my veins
Ay what's up with all this pain
It take my brain and fuse to chains
I'm in abyss to rid this shit
I fucking hate you thought you'd win
I fucking hate you still exist
I fucking hate you smile and shit
I fucking hate the pain you bring
I fucking hate
I fucking hate
Escape from this to feel again
And feel so much break my brain
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
Spinning in my lonesome
In tripping done grown some
Slipping down a hole son
I was fucking born dumb
I succumb to distant sleep as demons are enclosing me
Caught within my primal needs this world it don't desire me but
FUCK
I'm entirely spiralling into violence see
Mildly entitled my eyes don't see the way you see
Piling up the drip you can't compete with my creations G
Styling myself fuck what you think got no apology
What the fuck you want with me
Pushing me too hard to be someone that I'll never be
Bitch you will never see
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Writer(s): Francis Whittemore
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