Strongly impotent
Back to self depend
I can feel the blisters
Screeching through my skull
I will make amends
With everything that I am
Hear my joints break as
I try to run
Out of breath, my legs stand still frozen in fear
Silhouette, a statue once was here
"A place there is below,
From Beelzebub as far
Receding as the tomb extends"
Don't want to read any further
Cause it's so similar
To the feeling when my sun descends
Out of breath, my legs stand still frozen in fear
Silhouette, a statue once was here
Hairs rose up, the rotten mist rolled off my spine
Paintings done, the starry palette glows all mine
I'm growing
I'm just roaming
I'm cutting the nerves I'm in
You can't imagine
The satisfaction
Of carving a solemn grin
P B & J - Bottom (Of the Ninth) Lyrics
P B & J - Bottom (Of the Ninth) Lyrics
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Strongly impotent
Back to self depend
I can feel the blisters
Screeching through my skull
I will make amends
With everything that I am
Hear my joints break as
I try to run
Out of breath, my legs stand still frozen in fear
Silhouette, a statue once was here
"A place there is below,
From Beelzebub as far
Receding as the tomb extends"
Don't want to read any further
Cause it's so similar
To the feeling when my sun descends
Out of breath, my legs stand still frozen in fear
Silhouette, a statue once was here
Hairs rose up, the rotten mist rolled off my spine
Paintings done, the starry palette glows all mine
I'm growing
I'm just roaming
I'm cutting the nerves I'm in
You can't imagine
The satisfaction
Of carving a solemn grin
Back to self depend
I can feel the blisters
Screeching through my skull
I will make amends
With everything that I am
Hear my joints break as
I try to run
Out of breath, my legs stand still frozen in fear
Silhouette, a statue once was here
"A place there is below,
From Beelzebub as far
Receding as the tomb extends"
Don't want to read any further
Cause it's so similar
To the feeling when my sun descends
Out of breath, my legs stand still frozen in fear
Silhouette, a statue once was here
Hairs rose up, the rotten mist rolled off my spine
Paintings done, the starry palette glows all mine
I'm growing
I'm just roaming
I'm cutting the nerves I'm in
You can't imagine
The satisfaction
Of carving a solemn grin
Writer: Patrik Klepić
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid