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orange - thiяt££и lyrics

lanterns think in the fog like * let me think
selling rocks by the curbside rum* burum

low ru, deep ru, tongue it, up it
feel in, eat it, pul*it ful*it
name in, slidin’ under the skin
widnws open, breathing in it

fl!ck of a match * on, light turns up orange

orange* yeh

mouth still full with the though nothing* to say anymore
dust in the throat, they dont voice in delay, yeah
no delay in this song
i forgot the static, what it feel like
dum bum durum, here comes the beat drop, like
should i cuz it fun it on it
yeah, feed it on it
yeah, dream it on it
yeah feeling the heat it the name on thе drop so low the play
no answers, and the phonе vibrates
hiss of the line

i walk like static that forgot the way
streetlights cuz like somewhat feed
dreams get caught in the vending heat
my name drips slow on a metal plate
no one answers when the night vibrates
i answer the tone, you kniw what i hear? i hear you. yeah
i hear you. the cemetery’s calling me

hiss of the line, i align with the tone
carve my time on a dial of bone
rain’s gone digital, city’s all chrome
all these wires still call me home

i fade, replay, in a pulse delay
grey decay in a soft ballet
bitrate low, i hum to stay
every breath’s just code in clay

the hum returns, it always will
nothing moves, but the air is filled
i close my eyes; the scene repeats
i breathe in dust. it hums. it sleeps. i step past the railings, soft blue hiss
phones glow pale like ghosts in mist
every name i scroll’s a drifted note
lost in a feed that forgot it spoke
spoke poke i dont know
i taste the dust of the dial tone
no melody left, just this pulse and hum
like a heart im feeling silence
learnt from the mistakes we
i won’t badmouth your name it feels black twice
once real once surreal and one discusting
except i rase from the dead
hit the pavement, hit my head
shadows stretch, i bend
what they said, what they do
its my will, not yours anymore
noise in the veins, i don’t break
i dont shred, i shred you

eyes on the sky, fire’s in my chest
world fl!ckers low, i’m a ghost possessed
possessed not rest. yeah
my silence confessed
can’t stop this unrest
air tight, sharp, yeah
sharping. uh, my fangs?

- thiяtи lyrics

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