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lirik lagu sick thoughts – dracul

[verse]
don’t get too anxious we’ll be having a long conversation
about grown up under pressure, manufacture depression
hoping that he’ll give you the right answer (huh?)
a mirror was too real
till it shows us that we’re mentally ill
that’s how you hate it what you hear
f*ck what you feel
i face reality through tranquility
but the way of insanity relieve my insecurity
unfortunately these words won’t connect to your stupidity
i’m not tryin’ to confuse you with my writing ability
understand this poetry quietly
you’ll know that i actually made your life disturbed lyrically (hahaha)
this kinda crazy that i got these people aim mе
i’m happy when i’m angry cuz i don’t trust n0body
sebastian shaw with a chainsaw
rhymes absorbеd into bullets that i’ll stomp on the floor
this kind of song placing their earlobe in a drawers
i make folk listening girls who loves deep talk getting deep throat of my sick thoughts
but then again i’m p*ssed off
slingshot my big ball inside her pretty hole
then 9 months she yields a f*cking baby doll with his face rot what the f*ck!?

[interlude]
should i sing into this sh*t?
i don’t f*ckin’ know man maybe i’ll do it for the next f*ckin’ section
we already knew it’s not a serious thing to take
so what’s the differences between movie and music
i guess words are sittin’ above any dangerous level in this universe
f*ck it
[verse]
i look back to the mirror, his face startin’ to melt
something’s reacting from myself i drenched in sweat
soon as i hear a pencil’s scratching a notepad under my bed
i go to check till i found a godd*mn sketch of myself hanging his head (hahaha)
my head’s doin’ full throttle never got exhausted
i’m a massive for these fake b*st*rds
fly onto a stage like a beelzebub outta cage
destroyed the stage by spittin’ this rage
with the h*llfire i raised crowds are getting blaze
and getting craze untill they slash each others like
andrei chikatilo with f*cking razor blades (oh sh*t)
ain’t no one gon’ stop me from blowing
this beat, music is like a timebomb
drop it and wait until it pop off
but mine is a warhead, too hot even your gold melt
might give your record a mont blanc
cuz it’ll explode track when you touch that
(ah cuh!)
this the 4 minutes pump your heartbeat quick
kicks inside tympanic on it’s limit
like evan on the seat
panic sticks through the tube like a glue
can’t move, you’ll do what the clue told you
turn the volume up like you pull the tool
‘fore your parents heard the news
i downs a vodka in one go of a mug
i rob a b*tch when i’m drunk
pay a room and suck her blood while she’s getting f*ck
this the difference why i spit blood and you l!ck b*tts
verbally touch what’s comin’ from mouth
these spirits are livin’ on lyric
can’t witness the quickness
like a wind twist that sicken
the existence of these f*ckin’ tricksters (yeah)
[chorus] :
i’mma go psycho
pierce it through her bone
her eyes gonna roll
standing on her back fangs on her neck (yeah)
and enjoy the blood flow till she’s black (haha)

[outro] :
tell him
we’ll celebrate the sh*t together, a ballroom f*cking party
with howling wolves surrounding carpathian mountain and some cool vampire b*tches dancing along the bauhaus and sucking our d*ck
it’s a party of the first part motherf*ckers hahaha!
send him as my regards this is motherf*ckin’ dracula

- dracul

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