Skin Theory

Yeah Bitch
I'm fucking here to take to carving off your facelift
To make it clear I'm fucking culling all the wastage
Steal your alloy and demote it to the waste bin
I don't fucking play bitch
Repeating the same shit
How I'm mad
That I'm crazy
How I'm sad
I'm adjacent
To a bad
Swing of hatred
Don't deny
Inconsistent
I fucking dare you to throw me some wisdom
I fucking hate it I'm just a delinquent
Fuck are you saying I'm reaching a limit yeah

Why did you come here?
Why do you do what you do?
Why even run here?
You know our minds can't take the pursuit.

Fresh blood where'd you come from
Looking numb
Will you succumb to the scum in stage one
You got fucking none
None of the shit
None of the steeze
Nothing to be
Nothing to see
Fucking weak
Look at you tweak
I never wanna hear you speak
I never wanna hear your fucking shrieks
Relentless shit
Demented bitch
Lamented in
A six feet ditch
Ima teen witch
What you see it's a glitch
See the veins on my wrist had a
Swing and a miss you persist to be twisted you
Think like a victim masterful shift of the blame
Bitch what the fuck is the aim
What are you trying to claim
How are you free of the shame?

Lost in static noise
Focus on my broken wings
Caught a damaged toy
He tried to make me feel again
Anything but great distain
See the hate in my eyes and flee

Why did you come here?
Why do you do what you do?
Why even run here?
You know our minds can't take the pursuit.

Why did you come here?
Why do you do what you do?



Credits
Writer(s): Francis Whittemore
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