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No Presence Video (MV)




Performed By: Cream
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Tyler Darby




Cream - No Presence Lyrics




Death called me yesterday
What you doin? What you say?
Oh you kneel? Oh you pray?
Yeah alright, yeah okay
Nails tearing through my thoughts
Nail me up to the cross
Nail me tight nail me hard
Let them eat me like a shark
I'm a carcass with two f*cking legs
Walking like a zombie walking like I'm f*cking dead
Shove it my arm, dose it till I'm f*cking dead
Watch me fall watch me sleep without a f*cking bed

I ain't go no f*ckin presence
Who are you? Understand, you don't f*cking get it
I ain't got no f*ckin presence
Glock 9 three shots watch me f*ckin exit

Numb as ice
Put me in the f*cking freezer
Drugs are nice
My organs need some f*ckin feeding
I can't stand my thoughts so i hit the floor
You couldn't do your part so you hit the door
I was only f*cking 6
Daddy clenchin up his fist
Lock me in that room at night
Let the devil take my life
I can see my f*cking tomb
Go and beat me to my room
Go and blame your f*cking "entities"
When you're the f*cking enemy
It's funny how your feelings weren't feeling when I was feeling em
Now your brain needs a break when you break all my feelings huh?
F*ck your grave I'll never give a shit
Take this rope, tie it up and commit
Take my feelings and put it in a basket
Light it on fire and drop it in your casket
I got no love, especially for a bastard
F*cking with my life bitch you fake like plastic
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English

Death called me yesterday
What you doin? What you say?
Oh you kneel? Oh you pray?
Yeah alright, yeah okay
Nails tearing through my thoughts
Nail me up to the cross
Nail me tight nail me hard
Let them eat me like a shark
I'm a carcass with two f*cking legs
Walking like a zombie walking like I'm f*cking dead
Shove it my arm, dose it till I'm f*cking dead
Watch me fall watch me sleep without a f*cking bed

I ain't go no f*ckin presence
Who are you? Understand, you don't f*cking get it
I ain't got no f*ckin presence
Glock 9 three shots watch me f*ckin exit

Numb as ice
Put me in the f*cking freezer
Drugs are nice
My organs need some f*ckin feeding
I can't stand my thoughts so i hit the floor
You couldn't do your part so you hit the door
I was only f*cking 6
Daddy clenchin up his fist
Lock me in that room at night
Let the devil take my life
I can see my f*cking tomb
Go and beat me to my room
Go and blame your f*cking "entities"
When you're the f*cking enemy
It's funny how your feelings weren't feeling when I was feeling em
Now your brain needs a break when you break all my feelings huh?
F*ck your grave I'll never give a shit
Take this rope, tie it up and commit
Take my feelings and put it in a basket
Light it on fire and drop it in your casket
I got no love, especially for a bastard
F*cking with my life bitch you fake like plastic
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Writer: Tyler Darby
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