Testo Angels Rest - Faceless 1-7
Testo della canzone Angels Rest (Faceless 1-7), tratta dall'album Monocarcass
For sometimes
In this troubled days
The very purposeless abuse
Has led to a living nightmare
Addiction to drugs
Yeah, ayy
Never been blessed, uh
Never gon' text her
She gon' pay extra
Never my best but
I got my neck strung
And she like it messed up
I got that ancient breath
She got them angled breasts
Devil done take my sense
Gotta go make that bread
Guttural aches for sex
And my feelings misplaced
Bitch, you get blessed, uh
Run it, done test her
Thinking she's next, uh
Getting my best cut, yuh
That be a fatal expense, uh
You ain't gon' take what I lent, yuh
You let 'em use you like fentanyl
Bitch, you won't say what I said, yeah
Ayy
Ridin' down the highway
Wish it was my time to go
Most don't
Find them places they don't know
So I can lie
And slit
Ice and bliss
Frozen soul ain't known no heaven
Send them demons through my wrists
Transform the feeling, alchemist
From hate to purpose
For this shit
From pain to bleeding seen it
Saving me from rip
Right off the rip
Someone better
And make it quick
Hollow steps right off the cliff
My hollow chest where you can live
It's a shame I don't exist
Angels rest on my set
I got millipedes around my fucking
Grave, no friends are left
Can't be saved from emptiness
Take that hate then reset
I gon' do this 'til the centuries
Turn grey horizons red
Bitch, I love to spite the dead
Angels rest on my set
I got millipedes around my fucking
Grave, no friends are left
Can't be saved from emptiness
That's my fate that's the bet
Resurrect my corpse so broken
Choking, razors 'round my head
I can't wait until I'm dead
I can't wait until I'm fucking dead
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Writer(s): Damian Michael Bryan
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