Correction Paroles You Don’t Know par Sadistik

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While sun drenched blood-red hands hug suspects
Drum-stretched skin grins back in a mugshot
I pray sunshine lights paths of the once lost
Mud-pressed steps lie intact by a dug plot
Live pay-per-view of the paper cut militia
Where they hate to love a winner if you make it out the trenches
Flaming arrows came blazing down breaking our defenses
But I can’t complain I’m on a plane playing hard to get
Watching rain rain wash away, pain and arsenic
Walk of shame stayed weighted so I take it all in stеp
Painting counterfeits on my countenancе in vain to blend in crowds
A mouth without an alphabet can’t shout it from the mountain tips
Bed of flowers head of matches catches til I’m left in black
Birds of prey may peck in packs, my vertebrates a Jenga stack
Peckinpah pecking paws inserting fangs in every hand
The purple stained the exit bags and turned the bread to ash
But you don’t know

Looked up to god but he jumped the shark and left me hell borne
Maybe it was a mirage or a facade I fell for
Asbestos in the head electric fences left the shell torn
I’m spellbound, tell me how you turned the sky to foil now
Let’s burn the midnight oil turn the insides gold
Learn to live like coal all the ghosts I know
Lurking in my home perfect form
When the part I cut looked just like red accordion
Breath ammonia each step reflects the mental loneliness
Babylon tower heart is acid washed catatonic
Static thoughts anaconda caws from the albatrosses
They build you up before they cast the stones
Place you in a grave then they dance upon it casting spells
Past lives plastic shells and vampires detach themselves
I’m in a world by myself I don’t need your help
Look at how the dreams all fell to pieces when you’d secret tell
Your shallow ways drowned your deeper self
But you don’t know

Costumes that are not decor
Lost within a foggy world
Monsters in the closet doors
To talk to them I stomp the floor
Morse code more skulls
Ossuary’s god-devoid
I’m so wary god forbid
I live in sin like martyrs were
Hundred teeth all carnivore
Puppeteers saw my bones
One of me there’s lots of them
Know why you broke my heart before
Dying’s just a part of war
Lies can seem too hard to form
L’appel Du Vide I call to voids
Sometimes I feel like Lobster Boy
Soar away so ornate
Coronate with sharpened thorns
Captive by the schadenfreude
Trapped inside the darkest sewers
Starving like it’s Yom Kippur
Starving like it’s kwashiorkor
Drown me like I’m waterboard
Get more than what you bargained for
Faustian got your soul
Down the street don’t cross the road
Godless ghosts don’t count the sheep
Know how to sleep in haunted homes
You don’t know where darkness forms
Supernova stars is born
One of me there’s lots of when
It rains it starts to pour
But you don’t know

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