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Who Rescued Who? (feat. Dylan Yendell) Video (MV)




Performed By: Joe Szalinski
Length: 1:29
Written by: Dylan Yendell, Joseph Szalinski
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Joe Szalinski - Who Rescued Who? (feat. Dylan Yendell) Lyrics




Intestines suspend the tire swings
Outside the children sing
Nothing and everything!
Hear how their voices ring!
Swingset of human flesh...
Someone of unknown sex...
Took the good parts
Left the rest
Organs ripped
Right out they chest!
Sandbox of pure cocaine!
Litterbox of scatterbrains!
I heard I am deranged!
But f*ck what the voices sayin'!
Advertise the evidence
Terrorize the residents!
Sink teeth into
Somethin' permanent!

Grab the guns from outta
The basement!
Horns on the head
I'm Satan's replacement!
Bodies aligned
And drugs are adjacent
Life is a struggle
So might as well face it!
Dirt on the shovel
From six feet of earth!
Roll in the casket
And fill in the hearse
Body's a temple
But also a curse
Poppin' the pills that I
Found in your purse!
High as a kite
With a blunt in my hand!
Countin' more bodies than Vietnam
Blow a line
And then smoke a gram!
Lookin' like
I don't give a damn
Findin' myself in
Another endeavor
Will I escape?
Tomorrow, if ever!
Scream and cry
Every limb I sever
You'll pray to your god
But I am the devil!
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Intestines suspend the tire swings
Outside the children sing
Nothing and everything!
Hear how their voices ring!
Swingset of human flesh...
Someone of unknown sex...
Took the good parts
Left the rest
Organs ripped
Right out they chest!
Sandbox of pure cocaine!
Litterbox of scatterbrains!
I heard I am deranged!
But f*ck what the voices sayin'!
Advertise the evidence
Terrorize the residents!
Sink teeth into
Somethin' permanent!

Grab the guns from outta
The basement!
Horns on the head
I'm Satan's replacement!
Bodies aligned
And drugs are adjacent
Life is a struggle
So might as well face it!
Dirt on the shovel
From six feet of earth!
Roll in the casket
And fill in the hearse
Body's a temple
But also a curse
Poppin' the pills that I
Found in your purse!
High as a kite
With a blunt in my hand!
Countin' more bodies than Vietnam
Blow a line
And then smoke a gram!
Lookin' like
I don't give a damn
Findin' myself in
Another endeavor
Will I escape?
Tomorrow, if ever!
Scream and cry
Every limb I sever
You'll pray to your god
But I am the devil!
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Writer: Dylan Yendell, Joseph Szalinski
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