Clickb8 & Foxx Bodii - Deliver Us from Evil Lyrics

Deliver us from evil
All these posies in my pocket
Rather have a case of dry socket than listen to the gossip
Black on black my aesthetic and my interior
Ulterior motives ensure my feelings stay inferior
Take my girl to Lake Superior and tell her how it is
If you can't handle me at my worst I'll never make it in this biz
This is the return of Mr. Nice Guy so listen what he did

Mr. Nice Guy that's me

I am
Sick of the hate I just hear all the crickets as soon as I enter the room
And the haters are making me paranoid
Either that or the fact that I'm huffing on fumes
Consumed by my gloom as soon as I exhume all the dark thoughts that bloom
I just picked up a hatchet and can't wait to smash it
On anyone else that will try to presume

Narcissistic and cynical let me paint you a visual
Rip residual body parts it's habitual
Snatch a nun out her habit just spit and pull when you grab it
Chop her up into a religious metaphysical cabbage

I feel f*ckin sick right now
Hold up
Back-back-back back at it again
When the beat drops
You'll never know what's happening

The only thing that will ever make me happy again
Is if humanity suffers an extinction-level event
Let asteroids destroy us flood the atmosphere with toxic volcanic ashes
Burn all the fossil fuels left while I'm holding the matches
While I'm holding the matches
While I'm holding while I'm holding while I'm holding the matches
I got all the cards in the deck
So I can go to Halloween
I got razor blades in my candy and I'm puncturing your spleen