OmenXIII - Sick | Текст песни

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• OmenXIII
• Sick

A thin line I'm walkin
A tight rope I'm dancin'
Marolyn Manson.
Sweet dreams are made of these
Feel my covers turnin to ashes.

ashes ashes we fallin down
Catch em all since Pallet Town
Usin dig when I hit the ground
I skip a round then I come around.

-Can you take me away
Just take me away cause I don't feel safe.
No skin off my bones, No smile on my face
Sticks and stones and don't hurt, but words made me this way.

I do not use mine all to often
When I do know I use 'em with caution
Life was so sudden
but death's still an option
Who's gonna stop me
Who fucking wants it

Every breath fills up my conscience
I'm rotting out and I'm watching
I'm dyin slow and I see it
Guess seein is believin

That's 8 moons 4 seasons.
XIII, Infinite,
Figure 8, 90 twist.
That's rotatin no fuckin wrist.

A thin line I'm walkin
A tight rope I'm dancin'
I got the juice no Hansen
I'm so sweet you rancid.

I'm NFL Street you Madden
I'm Legendary you Average
You played out but I'm Classic
I pull the bitch if she classy.

Chemical EX (Prod. yung regret)
I broke the like glass, Oh No
Chemical X on the floor
these monkeys goin straight loco
Mojo jojo

bad bitch like buttercup
blossom up in my fuckin trunk
bubbles up on my fuckin dick
like a bubble bath with yo fuckin bitch.

I don't care man lifes a bitch
you know what that mean fuck that shit.
I'm ridin around with my fuckin clique
I'm rotatin no fuckin wrist

I've been workin 9-5, got me thinkin fuck my life.
But I ain't trippin lemme pour this rossi up and I'll be fine