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everlasting stomach ache - davidcrypt lyrics lyrics

d+mn i feel so red, i think i’m caving in
pace through the wind, they’re testing him
my stomach turning to a gelatin
got nausea seeping straight through my throat
i’m thinking i’m boutta fall again
it’s sudden yet persistent
my eyes are melting off my skin

hunned rackz, got a bus to catch
and lots of hands in this duffel bag
got a flame sitting on top this match
gasoline trailing through the back
i dreamt a day that i lay awake
my mouth parched, all dry today
everlasting stomach ache, my body decay

now b+tch i walk up to the gate
i’m circling round the rusted drain
my hands decide to shield my face
but i can see through anyway
i fell asleep when i woke up
i can not seem to ever stop
i slept inside my girbaud jeans
i threw up god, i threw up me
i woke up to the sound of glass shattering
so i did the dash
i turned around and i saw myself
got stabbed, but now i’m coming back
i slept for nearly 40 days
i woke up cold and so afraid
my stomach red, persistent ache
had no idea, i was afraid
gnawing on a pen cap, i’m the living dead
the skies been gray for seven weeks
i haven’t seen a flake of grass
my life starts to plummet, i don’t know, but i won’t give up on that
i won’t push the daises boyy, i promise that i’m coming back

i’m way too cold
enough to make my body lock
blood leaking from the puncture starts to drip, n f+ckin dye my socks
flannel makeshift tourniquet, it’s pressure holding up my body
never was, never there, never see

crystal harp in a church, placing me under a curse
i wish that i was more religious, maybe then this sh+t would work
maybe then i’d have the faith, i’d know that everything’s okay
got a sword inside my stomach, motherf+ck a stomach ache

i got my wits about me in a room of glass bricks
eighteen years old, ion give a sh+t
i was pacing round the subway, clenching nothing in my fists
knew i had to start over just to begin, like

pop pop pop when you f+ckin with my money
and for the love of green, that doesn’t mean sh+t to me
for the happy i’m a fein, don’t care how f+ckin crummy i gotta be
i got candy on my wrists but i’m not scene, whatchu mean?
clenching on my stomach relieve the pain
i gotta throw up but i’m hungry, just the same, either way
there’s just a flame disintegrating my brain
this itch can’t be relieved, only reached by a 12 gauge

- everlasting stomach ache lyrics

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