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vect – corpse paint lyrics

07. corpse paint

many thoughts i have are the darkest artist
so f+cking dark i mean i seem heartless
f+ck & feast a carcass, blunts heavy sparking
you steady barking, your head i’m steady marking
you becoming prey, you turning me to hate
& when you do that, it means a burden’s made
heart in this instrumental, it’s that heartbeat
fork & knife in hands if you start beef
that’s my bread & b+tter you f+ckin’ with
i put the fun in funeral & i’ma have some fun with it
sheit, me & my lupine mate, all you see is dark sides
howls from these wolves like some war criеs
sh+t in my mind is coming to life like i’m doing acid
my villains got hot biscuits straight out the baskеt
only freaks understand my ways like cirque de soleil
staring at blood streams i cannot ignore, mane
i’m a dead man walking that’s why i wear corpse paint
eastern ave, eastern ave, las vegas for sure, mane
pen is mightier than the sword, murder was all i wrote
that’s why i grabbed your head & stabbed my story into your throat
we are alligators, we chomp at allegations
i don’t jump to conclusions; conclusions jump to me
my truth is so ugly why you wanna f+ck with me?
why you wanna f+ck with me? conclusions jump to me
i was on the edge of sanity til i fell in
bash your face in then slash like jason
most need to shut their f+cking mouths, i don’t need to hear it
like a dis to my appearance will leave you disappearing
man, i’m bananas & my banana split
go hard with a crowbar as i slam & hit
i been causing accidents from an emotional mess
i didn’t see it clearly til i was holding your neck
i don’t raise h+ll ’cause h+ll raised me
bad nerves on the trigger finger, itch like scabies
i’m off the wall like a padded 1
hunt for me, better grab a gun
street style like a hobo
punk b+st+rds don’t know though
who’s got the meaner burn when i make the sun set with a scowl
devoured like a meal, stomach upset with a growl
it turns red like my eyes a sign of “f+ck you!”
i write in the art of war, like sun tzu
fist to fist wit cha, dig a ditch wit cha
only at your wake will you get the big picture
fangs out like razors
stalking you like gators
it’ll be sooner than later
get discontinued like pagers

s.i.d.r.o.e. you godd+mn b+tches, s.i.d.r.o.e. 2013 on ya ass….

- vect lyrics

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