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deca - the veil lyrics

[intro – sample]
i’m going to l.a. (what?)
i’m going to california. (why?)
well, uh i haven’t been doing too good here, ya know?

[chorus]
just want to mention in p-ssing
there’ll be food and drink and be moonlight dancing
if you can see through it somehow
could you lend your place or a hotel room now?

[verse 1]
now, miss perfect was powdering her nose
in the bathroom stall with a pile of chemicals
gettin’ zooted, i was daydreaming about my music
cleaning forbidden fruit out my t–th with a toothpick
the masqueraders are p-ssing out party favors and
playing games that appeal to our darker nature
like william tell with a loaded glock
if you’re not a sure shot
you’ll decorate the flesh with red polka dots
holly stepped out the restroom
with toilet paper stuck to her stiletto’s holding a golden globe
if all the kings men weren’t riddled with bullet holes,
she’d be the bulimic belle of the ball that stole the show
but tragedy’s a photo op so strike a pose
with a seven headed beast she’s a sight to behold
my babylonian beauty, boujee, diamond earring
designer wearing diamond earrings, find your bearings

[chorus]
just want to mention in p-ssing
(i just want to say)
there’ll be food and drink and be moonlight dancing
(it’s gonna be great)
if you can see to it somehow
(if you can see to it)
could you lend your place or a hotel room now?

[verse 2]
the sky darkened, but no one seemed to notice
fighter planes blocking out the sun like locusts
it’s all show biz, glamour and glitz
divine play of a broadway and camera tricks
little miss bites-her-lower-lip, wine trickles down her chin
i’m sitting in the corner taking notes with a fountain pen
inside looking out, outside looking in
sing a praise from a wrinkled page in a book of hymns
and when the moon turns blood red
and love is something terrible but beautiful that’s hanging by a thread
you don’t know if it’s the end or a new beginning
but know for sure there’s something fundamentally flawed with the life that you’ve been living
i wasn’t there for the crucifixion
we tight rope walk the thin line between truth and superst-tion
if you don’t know, you’ll know real soon
its sacred and profane, atoned in the hotel room

[verse 3]
now, i’ve been so lost, kicked while i was down
barely had the strength to pull my sickly frame off the ground
i’ve been found out, a fraud, a phony
exposed, felt the world breathe when taken beyond my threshold for pain
maintain, sang in the rain
i’m the only one to blame for not staking my claim
i have fallen so far from grace
built to destroy, the search for new worlds that would help me to fill the void
i am 1-0, i k!ll the noise
and red rum the rhythm section with no exception the real mccoy
searching for the source the dream merchant in the sky
the most high that penalized a certain sin of pride
there’s serpents in the skies lurking round the city streets
i pull the curtains back and saw jehovahs’ speaking with the beast
weigh my soul, weigh my organic metronome
place it on the scale, help me see beyond the….
veil…

- deca lyrics

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