Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1]
The world is like a playpen, she strings all the people
Swishes the skulls that are sad and puts them on steeple
Wondering if God won a chance, the likes of her
She acts and reacts a path that’s only fragile and feeble
Hatred is her best friend, the shadow to her sunlight
The dog fight war like eclipse in the moon night
Necromancity, seradin fizzy
Believing all the movies for the children
A zillion and one lies
Public to mine own personal accord
Grace dances a thorn
Only those in the future past can understand
There’s an over dog chain tied on her neck and drug along the concrete
[Chorus]
Glass in her sides and her hands and her feet
Wounds only cut as far as the flesh runs deep
Provocative, vomiting words, provocative speech
Projective
Glass in her sides and her hands and her feet
Wounds only cut as far as the flesh runs deep
Projective vomiting…A provacative speech
Words. (Lust, lust, murder that bitch)
[Verse 2]
Her words are like combustion
Ecstatic consumption, erratic reduction
Compressed in a sadist’s function
Our love is a time past sonnet of what’s told
A nd arole model idea of a generation, twice-fold
The reach for a heart, air wrist cut
Suicide cliche, my heart broken to a better bluff
An x-acto knife cut out of what she once was
And it’s said that art is just another binary drug
To assist the many 1’s and 0’s she could never plug
In a deep or dead session of communicator, plus
Alcoholic, sound mass, or a little solid tat of freedom
And bitterness in a bottle of surgical procedures
The failed medicinal diagnosis warmed her sour
As the doctor neglected to operate on the patient of the hour
Psychological snap from the release of dopamine
From the sick gut feeling of what’s pure and clean
The thoughts lead into the moment to stab all of her dreams
At the mercy of every human that barely believes sight
Hidden in the wake of all that’s potentially right
Allah could dive deep enough to save a soul, two, sightly
Wrapped in an aspect of a brainwashed retaly
Unless, of course, she has to struggle with a 6-figure salary
Unless she actually learns what the fuck struggle is
Where Ada ends his own at the expense Anubis doesn’t live
[Outro]
Anubis doesn’t live (Kill that motherfucker)
Anubis doesn’t live (Kill that motherfucker)
Anubis doesn’t live
Lust, lust, murder that bitch
Thrust, thrust, kill that motherfucker
Kill that motherfucker
Anubis doesn’t live
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