Start off the autopsy with a Y-incision
Poltergeist in vision
It decides it didn't like your prying business
It declines this entrance to its body while it's rotting
Brought some flies in with it
That's a life long sentence to describe one's inability
To achieve expressing why I'm feeling how I'm
Feeling/Filling up the bucket with some lies, lies spilling
Kick it
Dive in quicker than a live amphibian
In the end it's futile
Anti-violence systems
Identify as pacifist 'til pupils dilate from sipping punch
Wicker
Bunsen burner yearned by vile scum
Villains
Fall from high vault ceilings
It defies all physics if
You expecting confetti at an autopsy
Messy red on white like I gone off piste
Skin sings hymns with discord
Song's off key
I'd die with the lie like a false god
Priest keeps the secret safe
Cadaver's chest a cavity like teeth decay
I would rather have a plaque for being saint-like
Fake my righteousness
If I could just tighten up
Open up right
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Body took a beating
Yeah he had a taste of masonry
Washed him off while bleeding
Placed his face inside a basin
Buried the bastard breathing
Adam had the apple
Ate the berries
Sacrilegious images
No wonder why the wraith was wary
Wasted every chance I ever got to try and open
Been blowing smoke
Folks choking
Full of shit like belly bloated
Bust
I vomit
Serve some tonic
Sheer thought on it has me throwing up
I'm "pouring cups of soda for chronic diabetics" sort of f*cked
In the head
Hence
Discussing my head-space is crossing the red tape dividing fine from menacing
I'm cold like frozen venison
Deer in headlights
Fearing plebites
Rally dissidents
It's cello-taped to threatening
Need medicine in cabinet
I revel in shit devilish with arrogance
I cut and run like I just grab a blade to stab and dip
You're mistaken if you've taken me for placid
Rude awakening like hammock ripped
Open up right
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
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Start off the autopsy with a Y-incision
Poltergeist in vision
It decides it didn't like your prying business
It declines this entrance to its body while it's rotting
Brought some flies in with it
That's a life long sentence to describe one's inability
To achieve expressing why I'm feeling how I'm
Feeling/Filling up the bucket with some lies, lies spilling
Kick it
Dive in quicker than a live amphibian
In the end it's futile
Anti-violence systems
Identify as pacifist 'til pupils dilate from sipping punch
Wicker
Bunsen burner yearned by vile scum
Villains
Fall from high vault ceilings
It defies all physics if
You expecting confetti at an autopsy
Messy red on white like I gone off piste
Skin sings hymns with discord
Song's off key
I'd die with the lie like a false god
Priest keeps the secret safe
Cadaver's chest a cavity like teeth decay
I would rather have a plaque for being saint-like
Fake my righteousness
If I could just tighten up
Open up right
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Body took a beating
Yeah he had a taste of masonry
Washed him off while bleeding
Placed his face inside a basin
Buried the bastard breathing
Adam had the apple
Ate the berries
Sacrilegious images
No wonder why the wraith was wary
Wasted every chance I ever got to try and open
Been blowing smoke
Folks choking
Full of shit like belly bloated
Bust
I vomit
Serve some tonic
Sheer thought on it has me throwing up
I'm "pouring cups of soda for chronic diabetics" sort of f*cked
In the head
Hence
Discussing my head-space is crossing the red tape dividing fine from menacing
I'm cold like frozen venison
Deer in headlights
Fearing plebites
Rally dissidents
It's cello-taped to threatening
Need medicine in cabinet
I revel in shit devilish with arrogance
I cut and run like I just grab a blade to stab and dip
You're mistaken if you've taken me for placid
Rude awakening like hammock ripped
Open up right
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Poltergeist in vision
It decides it didn't like your prying business
It declines this entrance to its body while it's rotting
Brought some flies in with it
That's a life long sentence to describe one's inability
To achieve expressing why I'm feeling how I'm
Feeling/Filling up the bucket with some lies, lies spilling
Kick it
Dive in quicker than a live amphibian
In the end it's futile
Anti-violence systems
Identify as pacifist 'til pupils dilate from sipping punch
Wicker
Bunsen burner yearned by vile scum
Villains
Fall from high vault ceilings
It defies all physics if
You expecting confetti at an autopsy
Messy red on white like I gone off piste
Skin sings hymns with discord
Song's off key
I'd die with the lie like a false god
Priest keeps the secret safe
Cadaver's chest a cavity like teeth decay
I would rather have a plaque for being saint-like
Fake my righteousness
If I could just tighten up
Open up right
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Body took a beating
Yeah he had a taste of masonry
Washed him off while bleeding
Placed his face inside a basin
Buried the bastard breathing
Adam had the apple
Ate the berries
Sacrilegious images
No wonder why the wraith was wary
Wasted every chance I ever got to try and open
Been blowing smoke
Folks choking
Full of shit like belly bloated
Bust
I vomit
Serve some tonic
Sheer thought on it has me throwing up
I'm "pouring cups of soda for chronic diabetics" sort of f*cked
In the head
Hence
Discussing my head-space is crossing the red tape dividing fine from menacing
I'm cold like frozen venison
Deer in headlights
Fearing plebites
Rally dissidents
It's cello-taped to threatening
Need medicine in cabinet
I revel in shit devilish with arrogance
I cut and run like I just grab a blade to stab and dip
You're mistaken if you've taken me for placid
Rude awakening like hammock ripped
Open up right
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning
Writer: Othneil Gayle
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid