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rural internet - iron lung lyrics

[verse 1: blackwinterwells]
yeah, wellllsyyyy
red mage i hear sirens in the distance
i can’t see what’s there, i can’t tell you what is missing
i don’t have friends since they found out i’m a demon
jet black hair, black t++th, and the seething
turn the paper into molly edward elric
make it disappear into my sadness like magicians
gotta weird hat, big cloak, and some weird tricks
and a lot of opps don’t know how to breathe, imma fix it

[chorus: zombae & charlotte crosby]
so you say there’s friends around you? school’s out!
i’m not seein’ one
how you always got the loose mouth
better bite your tongue
why you stay inside the sky’s out
go and see the sun
i control your breathing
like an iron lung
breath for me just breathe for me i know we’ll make no sound, and i hope one day you’ll understand that we will make this count
[verse 2: zombae]
these n+ggas can’t breathe
i’m like fabolous ’bout it
it’s like they got gills
or they climbing a mountain
there ain’t no fresh air
there ain’t no windows surrounding
i make them inhale
like the prodigy wanted, i mean
b+b+breathe like it’s cpr
breath of life phenotype when i write these bars
make you grasp onto life let yourself recharge
how i bite, prototype i got knives for arms
there’s toxins inside you that’s tryna survive
they suffocate you and take over your life
i’m sick to my stomach no going outside
fresh care for health care the media lie
you can’t be my opp if all i have is pity
i’d never want to live your sorry existence
my name’s in your mouth just admit it admit it
you’d rather k!ll me then get you some provisions
i put my hand out for your grace and tried to offer you a plate
but instead of being healed you’d rather die in a crusade
i take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathing
if i go out acting like i have no meaning
stop being a b+tch it don’t expose those demons
i take my shirt off and all these hoes stop breathing
[bridge]
give me a funky ass bassline
here we go

[verse 3: doin’ fine]
i feel like patty donahue
h+llo, listen
they call it a hospital, it feels like auxiliary
enter in, don’t come out, nurses at the mortuary
escaping that room is like escaping your own tomb
you don’t do it, iron lung to do your own movement
you can’t help it, just feel it in the groove
chest up and down left foot right foot do it
gladys feels some pressure but u feel the chest compressions
and that battle ain’t worth it, you gon’ die in the winter
all quiet on the western front, a rack sent to limbo
how many racks go to scomo when he was lettin’ it simmer
am i gonna k!ll myself before i let it get to summer
i’m tryna make you my boyfriend, i’m stuck here as a runner
but i just do it on the spot, like this room is a treadmill
and i’m never getting off, i just watch the red pills
leave the plastic one by one, till it’s empty scr+p
tryna load a couple in a clip (boy) and then i empty that
huh

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