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midwest blackheart - midwe$t lyrics

ignore your conscience

[midwest blackheart]
when it come to chopping body’s
i’m the master, the shredder
leave you cold as northern snow
with heat like sun on a tether
out my mind, but find the time
to keep my sh+t together
screws loose, but you goofs
couldn’t weather the vendetta
paint the room, ain’t seen something this red since never ever
f+ck with the grave creeper, the soul keeper
sociopathic beheader
lo6otomy 6an6 b+tch!
you might as well insert the blade and just f+cking sever
your time short, and you ain’t built to deal with such a plethora
evil, mr. knievel, how i get off under pressure
the bones snap, blood spills
i live for heavy metal, it’s all an illusion
my conclusion, they lost up in the meta
tossed without their white magic but d+mn that
my heart black and b+tch i’m fed up
sphere without an observant ear
seems the rain will never let up
knew i was good to do my lurking, since me and my demons met up
collect humans like heirlooms
dixie ain’t got sh+t to do with why i’m drinking out this red cup
why listen, i don’t believe you
save that sh+t for the next f+ck
you irrelevent, i’m a h+llephant
how i’m f+cking revved up
f+ck the bodies out in the desert
they right out in the open, where the most morbid minds set up
in the, in the, mother f+cking
[medzha]
you feelin’ something?
i’m feeling nothing
off the gas, i’m too gone
felt like this for too long
got this feeling can’t explain it
always something can’t erase it
suicide, ain’t gon’ face it
too exhausted to be patient
(yeah)
catch me creepin’ in the night
but don’t ever call my phone
walking through the night
i’d rather be alone
drinking like an alcoholic
way down at the bottom
ima make body’s fall like leaves in the autumn
where the f+ck the critics at?
cuz i know what they sayin’
sk!ll based matching making, only game that i’m playin’
drop the pity disguise
i can see it in your eyes
terrorized
when i come out of disguise
i can see it in your eyes, all the lies
all of the fake and deception
all to get a rise
it’s like a drug in your veins
inflicting this pain
just to make yourself sane
what the f+ck do you gain?
(yeah)
what the f+ck do you gain?
b+tch!

- midwest blackheart lyrics

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