Sadistik & Kid Called Computer - Wake Up Dead | Текст песни

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• Sadistik & Kid Called Computer
• Wake Up Dead

Listen to the creature with October in his eyes/
As I illustrate the features just to mold them into life/
I’ll hold it with my hands and I’ll sculpt it into ice/
Just so I can set her free and let her soar into the sky/
Follow me into the grim odyssey the villain’s in/
Haunting like a diligent zombie ’til it kills again/
All I see’s a colony of oddities and ill intent/
Feeling bent, swallowing the qualities of innocence/
In a sense, there’s a sickness in my chest/
If you think that life’s a bitch you should give her some respect/
Maybe she’s a genophobe, a victim of neglect/
And the impotence you have is just a symptom of the stress/ (yes)
All I know is that there is no certainty in life I hold/
Weather in Seattle matches perfectly inside my skull
Everything is dark, everything is grey and cold/
Laying out the canvas just so I can let the paint unfold/

Phantom in the rainfall, phantasmagoric/
Plastered in the same spot but can’t manage solace/
Standing in the graveyard with hands clamped in foregrip/
Chant until the days gone, a fantastic courtship/
(YOU) Look into my eyes and try to find a breath of life/
(SEE) All the mysteries and secrets that I kept disguised/
(THROUGH) All the perfect insecurities I meant to hide/
(ME) Ain’t no way because I always feel so dead inside/
Now I spell “dedicate” with another letter, “a”/
Walk into the center stage, caught up into heaven’s gate/
Every single step I take reminds me of the death I taste/
Unfulfilled promises or ones I didn’t get to make/
Unless they break, but I’m modest with the greeting/
Overexistential and my confidence is sinking/
Swallowed all my pride, my esophagus is bleeding/
Ominous and seething, watching but I’m nauseous from the feeding/
This what you get when you’ve been greeted with an echo/
Just another operatic sequence in falsetto/
Just another very tragic piece of a libretto/
Just another charismatic demon in the meadow/
Sneaky with the silver tongue, now I’ve lost my thrill for blood/
Falling to my knees as the shadows start to close in/
Take my last breath, grab my own lifeless hand/
Let the silence in and I finally…fall asleep/ (asleep) (asleep) (asleep) (asleep)