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slug christ - anastacio fuentes luciano lyrics

[intro]
blurry, blurry, blurry, blurry
comin’ out like a rapture believer
[?] b-tch, ’cause this earth sh-t is nothing
i’m sh-ttin’ on everything i touch and i love it
every single soul on this earth they deserve it
everybody screaming now, “slugger, where we running?”

[verse 1: slug christ]
can’t i black out with somebody gettin’ worried
i’m in my room alone so n-body gotta worry
i can’t see sh-t, yeah it’s all dim and blurry
laid across the floor and i ain’t really in no hurry
laid across the floor and i never felt better
laid out with a wh-r- and no b-tches f-ck better
b-tch think i’m cute in this motherf-ckin’ sweater
baby girl [?] yeah she gonna give me shelter

[bridge]
yeah, see me, see me, see me
veni, vidi, vici and i wonder why i’m bleeding
there ain’t nothin’ worth feeling
i swear i fell asleep and i couldn’t stop [?]

[verse 2]
okay, okay, everything is blurry
blurry, blurry, blurry and the world stopped turning
i’m sorry for my swerving
i couldn’t bring myself to speed, god i was hurting
i’m floating away (floating away)
they tugging my [?] (they tugging my [?])
[?]
[?], boy
my [?] be like k!lling i’m reeling them in
escape through the ceiling and germinate just like mycelium
i can’t shake the feeling it’s meaningless

[verse 3]
a funeral procession is walk between any given two distances
i walk from the crib to the gas station for a couple of instances
i died a thousand times and was brought back to life every single f-cking time
it’s silly how they wanna feel me but they choose to leave me in a pool of blood [?]
not bile, bile, child, child
nothing but a f-cking child
i don’t know how i got this way thoughtlessly
i apparently have lost my way

[verse 4]
awful tips, awful points
tell me i’m an awful boy
dead men tell no tales so i be awfully quiet
start a riot, start a riot, i’ma start a f-ckin’ riot
no chains on ’cause i’m flying like christ dying
flying, flying, flying through the sky
lord knows i’m trying
trying every f-cker that denies christ
god i’m [?]
slugger ‘sided on an island
writing bibles for the blind
blurry, blurry, blurry, couldn’t see you if i f-ckin’ tried it

[outro]
lord knows i be tryin’
blurry, blurry, blurry

there’s only one way to die
there’s only one way to die
there’s only one way to die
f-ck it all i’m their christ

nah b-tch, ’cause this [?] is nothing
i’m sh-ttin’ on everything i touch and i’m [?]
every single soul on this earth they deserve it
everybody screaming “oh slugger, where we running?”

- slug christ lyrics

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