visions cupped within the flower,. deadly petals with strange power,. faces shine a deadly smile,. look upon you at your trial. . chill that numbs from head to toe,.
Abandon me, a horror scene. A time storm, a pile up. Exterminate it, calculate it. Ricochet, smart bullet. . Get louder, get higher. Get true to form behemoth.
Everytime I sleep I think of you. Everytime I dream I dream about you. Everytime I walk I walk for you. Everytime I talk I talk about you. Everytime I scream I scream for you.
[Intro: KXNG Crooked]. Yeah. Yo shoutouts to my nigga Chris Wills on Twitter (what up?). My man ordered multiple copies of Statik KXNG and that was a statement, you know.
Try, go, anything but this. I've got to anything but this world. Try, go, there's more to it. Options low, there's more to this world. . Give me anything but this.
Drowning myself, over and over. Desolate, trying it's over. . Why so cynical in life. You think you're living to die. All in wait, all in wait. . Burning inside, long for answers.
Got to get it out of me. I feel let. I feel let. I feel let. I feel let down. Push it down, inspite of me. I feel let. I feel let. I feel let. I feel let down.
You feel betrayed by your own careful planning.. First to follow with the third.. Something felt something now.. What was it like to be waiting?. Torture of me inside injury which explains,.
All I want is you.... I can't see it through.... . It's all gone, it's all gone now,. it's never coming back,. trying to find my way, home,. to find what we once had,.
What happened to your eyes?. Plastic lenses, plastic skies. Above it all, you're standing tall.. Behind you left it all. . Don't look down now. . Pretend that it's over.
Push the clouds up in the sky. Gravity fades as you fly. Let them take on your eyes. Yes the battle is over,. It's time to go.. . Feel all the love that lives in your heart.
In the park there's a wicker made plane. That crashed down just the other day. The pilot had lost his way, got disoriented. And crash landed in the middle of the city.
Beaten down for so many years. It's just a job but that never finds an end. Drained and drunk. Can never give it up. Sell off your friends. Wake up and do it all again.
When the waitress is sliding down the wall. You can see her chest rise and fall. Her mascara runnin' thin. And the pay phone is swinging against the wall.
Come all the unfortunates. Come on with your throwaway youth. They say it's written for you. No matter what you do. . 'Cause you see somethin' happened up in Riding Hood Hills.
burned down. weak sound. throat full. straw mouth. . knocked down. dragged away. wet and rotting. waiting to dry. and burn. . controversy over things.
Downwind there is a comin'. A rumble in the sand, it sets our feet to runnin'. For the fear of the faceless man. And for the fear of the faceless man.
it's so weird i still live here. it's so weird i still know you. so weird i still love you. so weird i'm still alive.. . every day i awake. and i'm truly amazed.