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genocide mouse - back from the dead lyrics

i came back from the dead
cuz there’s nothing in my head
last year wasn’t great
i was recording songs so late
the bedsheets were a mess
yeah, it’s hard to get dressed
and it’s harder to get up
would you please just take me up
up, up to my room where i can work
gotta go to work
getting accesses to perks
i’ve made myself a studio and i hope it works
tired of listening to hits cuz it already hurts
i checked up from my back
just to get ready to pack
i grabbed myself a snack
yeah i guess this sh+t was wack
would you please come back?
everything turned black
spitting out some facts
while i’m finishing up my tracks
my back from the city ep got so much attention
and my indescribable pressure ep was unpopular
but this won’t be for long, it’s a distraction
i deleted my old ep from getting so d+mn popular
i know i need a break
there’s nothing i can take
never thought what to make
i’m waiting for a cake
nothing was the same
for me it was the same
never say my name
i’ll go write another frame
a promise never breaks
no matter what it takes
let me take a break
no cake was left to bake
let go of the hate
broken dinner plate
let go of the hate
or else it’s too late

so far it was good
but you probably misunderstood
it was too hot for a hood
yeah last summer’s going good
i never done it properly
this m+st+rbation helps with my anxiety
it’s probably not internet society
i’m going on a diet
my p+ss was always pouring
feels like i am dying
with broken wings i was soaring
lately i was quiet
even when i’m recording
yeah i was such a riot
making puns when days go boring
camping with my family what a fun trip
it’s a fun trip, yeah i hope i don’t slip
having troubles picking sides
finding places safe inside
stuck with the lies
i can’t even draw a line
i can’t tolerate my lyrics back from my old songs
it’s time to rotate, cuz i’m gonna bite my tongue
what’s my name?
i ain’t gonna k!ll you
but i’ll k!ll all the bad memories and take their names (ha!)
i know i need a break
there’s nothing i can take
nothing left to bake
i ran outta cake
graduate from school
i guess it was cool
i ran outta tools
i guess you’re not the fool
i’m not gonna write the hook
please just read the godd+mn book
get your sh+t took
yeah don’t take a look
i hope you understand
that there’s nowhere to land
if i were banned
i’ll still make a plan

back into the hood
and nothing feels good
the hurricane did a double
and everyone is in trouble
my thumbs were too big while texting on my phone
i switched to my computer to write and record alone
i ran outta cake so i went to the shop
all the stores were closed, and my heart just stopped
my heart just stopped and my brain was shot
that was an expression so i’m never gonna stop
my adventure’s nowhere far, i lost my guitar
i grabbed out my piano just to play from afar
i was locked up cuz staying home is boring
and i better start touring
and soon i’ll raise the bar
as my confidence build up, i will grab my map
perform a new tour, i will sing and rap
and conquer my stage frights so i will go
but i hope my brain won’t tell me no
yeah
i hope so, i’m not sure if it’s gonna be real or not…

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