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​navvvi ツ - hell's fire lyrics

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[chorus]
the ceiling everything, my shield (sunlight?)
the hurtful rays whisper when i yield (moonlight?)
i’ve ran a distance in my mental (in my mental)
i’ve got my fingers gripping metal
someone save me from myself now
never take control of h+ll fire
someone save me from myself now
never take control of h+ll fire

[verse: navvvi]
mind’s a hurricane, i’m constant in the eye
drag a cigarette to understand the vibe
my anxiety be k!lling off the cells
as i sit and wonder cubical trapped parallels
tell me why i’m trapped inside this pathetic little mind
while everyone around me just stay look, climbing up the vine
pressing for a booster but we stuck inside a f+ckin’ loser
now i call upon the rooster, please awaken every snoozer

[chorus]
the ceiling everything, my shield (sunlight?)
the hurtful rays whisper when i yield (moonlight?)
i’ve ran a distance in my mental (in my mental)
i’ve got my fingers gripping metal
someone save me from myself now
never take control of h+ll fire
someone save me from myself now
never take control of h+ll fire
[verse: papa sleep]
don’t want me, don’t water me, i don’t need to grow
tearing your eyes out
making them watch missing my legs but i walk
t++th in a jar and they talk
mutilate me, don’t watch, feel like lately you don’t wanna scream
got the same body parts why+
rip your chords out
and i use them just to play the benny hill theme
think i’m bored now
sick of playing with your brains like mince meat
in the center of a twister
try to grab my face but i get blisters
work of fiction
distant from the real thing

[chorus]
the ceiling everything, my shield (sunlight?)
the hurtful rays whisper when i yield (moonlight?)
i’ve ran a distance in my mental (in my mental)
i’ve got my fingers gripping metal
someone save me from myself now
never take control of h+ll fire
someone save me from myself now
never take control of h+ll fire
[outro: navvvi]
i’ve been a static prop, you been a ecstatic, pop
you’re just a addict, top, now that’s how you end up shot
i bet you, i bet you barely even think about it
i bet you, i bet you never even speak about it
on the track three imes, moving like a blur
what she need? what she need? yea, kickstarter
am i worth the trouble, do i need the follower?
used to be alleged mini excommunicator



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