LIMBO (feat. Decree of Annihilation LLC)
Put me up in limbo
This I never wished for
You can't find me ten four
When I said for 3000 years
That was a bad joke
But you still laughed tho
I can live forever
Frozen in this moment smoking
And the sparks fly over
I can tell you why I'm choking
Spit out the words
I know you love me but
The rest is equally open
To my heart gashed open
Soul needs a delicate touch patience communication and I'm hoping
We may make it work head to better futures
With some sutures we can make it work
Can you hear the birds?
Can you hear the chirps?
Can you hear the hearse?
Tell me why I always want to make it work?
Tell me why you always want to make it worse?
I knew love was irrational but look at us, haven't we've wrote a sad book
If it ended in the dips it would be a mad loop
At the peaks that we've seen such tragedy
Sweating arms clasped and all the misery between
Wars are never ending
Neuralinks to be received
Breathe
Breath
Coughing up tar from my chest
Put a smile on my face
How much better could it get
Just the hope
And I'm running up my debts
College dorms
Chasing storms
Having sex
Reminiscing
While I'm Counting up a check
How much better could it get?
I'm Just some dope fiend
Cum and put it all up on my chest
Take me by the hand
Grind away the time
Let our bodies rest
Rolling up another joint
Feeling links
Muscle spasms death
Place me in a web
Sink into my fangs
Suck me into bliss
Oh why do I
Stay creepin' with my succubus
Drain me dry
Stuck in bliss
Oh why do I
Stay creeping cuddle another witch
How did it ever come to this
Freaks slide to cum
We stuck in bliss
Stay geeking I can spell a wish
This I never wished for
You can't find me ten four
When I said for 3000 years
That was a bad joke
But you still laughed tho
I can live forever
Frozen in this moment smoking
And the sparks fly over
I can tell you why I'm choking
Spit out the words
I know you love me but
The rest is equally open
To my heart gashed open
Soul needs a delicate touch patience communication and I'm hoping
We may make it work head to better futures
With some sutures we can make it work
Can you hear the birds?
Can you hear the chirps?
Can you hear the hearse?
Tell me why I always want to make it work?
Tell me why you always want to make it worse?
I knew love was irrational but look at us, haven't we've wrote a sad book
If it ended in the dips it would be a mad loop
At the peaks that we've seen such tragedy
Sweating arms clasped and all the misery between
Wars are never ending
Neuralinks to be received
Breathe
Breath
Coughing up tar from my chest
Put a smile on my face
How much better could it get
Just the hope
And I'm running up my debts
College dorms
Chasing storms
Having sex
Reminiscing
While I'm Counting up a check
How much better could it get?
I'm Just some dope fiend
Cum and put it all up on my chest
Take me by the hand
Grind away the time
Let our bodies rest
Rolling up another joint
Feeling links
Muscle spasms death
Place me in a web
Sink into my fangs
Suck me into bliss
Oh why do I
Stay creepin' with my succubus
Drain me dry
Stuck in bliss
Oh why do I
Stay creeping cuddle another witch
How did it ever come to this
Freaks slide to cum
We stuck in bliss
Stay geeking I can spell a wish
Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Hoskey
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