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handsovereyes - gemtown lyrics

[verse 1]
every f-cking day feels like a f-cking storm
i don’t wanna b-tch, i don’t wanna moan
but you- fake f-cks got me feeling so alone
this is the gemtown, and we got phones
and we cop stones, and we hold notes
against the people who told us no
but don’t throw stones we are made out of gl-ss
insecure but please yeah relax
i told myself that id make it back
i told myself ill forget about stacks
they tell me hands just please relax
you only got so many body bags
you only got so much time on this earth
so keep being childish boys and purse
i say what i think symptom to the curse
so i put my finger up to the universe
f-ck you what you hate
so i will not be penetrated
my love will stay how it is shit is never ever fading
i can promise i promise you i will pull up in a mercedes
give the key of the ladies
give the peace to the babies
no more tease just please
these panties and pussies too fussy
i stuck with a girl so no more worries

[verse 2: prolific prophets]
it’s about time for prolific prophets to
hop up on it non-stop poppin’ up
from wisconson, constantly cutting your
consciousness consonants dropping like bombs and shit
cannibalistic misfits ugly fresh spitting
like a mystic wishing for death real quick
feel this realness that we spit
too legit for average kids
avarice pacifists basking in blasphemy
cadaverous b-st-rds who lack their own fantasies
prophets a family balancing talent and
talons see channelling challenging fallacies
tragedy struck tuck my hands over my eyes
the anatomy of savage who can no longer compromise
blatantly sitting in space complacently
aimlessly awaiting for the tasteful agony
pleasant little peasant in a gemtown, dead clown
doing my best to forget what she said now
jameson and fame don’t mix i aim for shamelessness
pollock stains painting fame faceless, b-tch
so we stitch rich rhythms within the skin, hit em
prophets with apocalyptic precision we in a prison
envisioning problems with chronic narcissism
two influential egos that brought out the artists in em

- handsovereyes lyrics

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