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lirik lagu what its worth – werd (sos)

these beats are stalking me
i just tend to just walk away
but all the rhythm seems to pick and persuade
thoughts of grey vibrate with a melody change
uncover thoughts of colour
and blow dust of the brain
unorthodox i tick the box
got sicker thoughts i cannot say
but cannot block
these insecurities got me questioning god
it’d be the psych ward if these walls could talk
i write in dark rooms under candle light
with knight’s armour standing
it fl!ckers of old battle cries
and on the mantel is the ashes of my passive life
next to the mic and rotten bonеs of my pastimes
i used to write stuff whеn i was happy
now i nod along just pretend that it catches me
i lost the spirit but this brandy
still makes me sway like i’m dancing to it
sadly

investing in this music can hurt
we all want to grow up
but don’t want to grow up
and i ain’t the f*cking type to give up
we tried that with drink and drugs
mate i’m out my nut
it’s lurking at the back
this addiction
this pen and pad
and i’m hoping it would pass
ach well this is all we have
to the best of my recollection
i was kept in the dark so much
that i don’t even like light
something inside screams fight
and i want to get scarring c*nts
??? hardest c*nts
feed them to the starving ones
your carcass young
my carcass dumb??
this is about margins son
never seen a larger one
don’t get c*nty don’t get funny
you get money
i get hungry
i get hunty?
so don’t burn me it’s unlucky
1*3 you’re above me
you get front seats
i get dirty
where the ground be
where they plug you
or cuff you
on the streets running round screaming f*ck you
shorty it’s your birthday
and you’ve not got many left
cause your never gonna make it till thirty
hurt them where they love you
cause they’ll stab you in the back
take a razor to your throat and cut you
shirty shirty
every c*nt’ shirty
everything’s guttery
everything’s grungey
every c*nt’s grumpy blubbery sulky
here you want your dummy
f*ck is like a nursery
blood in blood out lets get bl**dy
summon the troops and get gully
when i’m in the town i don’t be d*cking around
i make like whinnie the pooh and get honey
i pet bunnies like a vet buddy
you best study
i’ll end this for everybody
regret worry s*x drugs money
it’s no wonder i’m dressed to get buried
investing in this music can hurt
we all want to grow up
but don’t want to grow up
and i ain’t the f*cking type to give up
we tried that with drink and drugs
mate i’m out my nut
it’s lurking at the back
this addiction
this pen and pad
and i’m hoping it would pass
ach well this is all we have

these ideas are
a portal through my fears i
tried to show the world we’re a last of dying breed my
demeanour stay’s stiff like i’m cryogenically frozen
be careful with what you shown them
then mask if though my emotion
i consider it a privilege as any artist that’s proven
to be the goat on top of their field like scarecrows it’s
no wonder they can’t fathom
the flaws that we’ve been exposing
the game’s supposed to be real
the glass screens will be broken
i can send a message without design
archaeologists musicians alike try to find it
but won’t get it in time
i tried to mine for the meaning of life
and uncovered it’s what you make it
i guess mines instrumentals and rhymes
i’m so sublime you’d think i’m sub*human
submerged under the water
found a lost city that we could ruin
so it begins better gather around people
i stood next to the steeple
told the world that we’re ready to move it

- werd sos

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