Testo LONGLEGS - Grim Salvo feat. Witchouse 40k
Testo della canzone LONGLEGS (Grim Salvo feat. Witchouse 40k), tratta dall'album VOIDST★R
Ghosts up in the—
Ghosts up in the nighttime, cutting ties
I've been running from my lifelines
Flipping money, always living like its my time
Blowing gas out the window, going highside
Police on me, never knowing what they might find
Live or die, I'ma hold it down
Had to make it out the bottom, growing from the ground
Slowly rotten in my coffin, talking, falling down
Hopping out the cold, I'm leaving smoke up in your whereabouts
I'm a boon from the crick
Old runes on up my dick
Blood moon
Sip a drip of light
It's poking over the ridge (yea)
Worm food in a ditch
Watchin' Dune with my bitch
Sleeplessness
Insomnia buggin'
Got me wobbling off the nic' (rah)
If you still bleed blood like me, that means your wig'll split
If you still bleed blood like me, that means you ain't shit
If you still bleed blood like me, that means your wig'll split
If you still bleed blood like me
That means your throat is gettin' slit, blegh!
Why you hate like I don't got the floss
You see I'm attuned to this shit
Why you makin' the sign of the cross?
You seein' this wound on my ribs
Watch me break
'Cause I'm at a loss
The oracle foretold this age
All doomed to be pigs anyway—
"Look Ma, watch us mutilate the game"
(Game, game, game, game)
Wa—wa-wa-wa—wa—wa-wa-wa—watch us mutilate the game
Watch me break
'Cause I'm at a loss
The oracle foretold this age
All doomed to be pigs anyway—
"Look Ma, watch us mutilate the game"
Alucard up in the face, see the fangs when I
Changing, fiending, decomposed in the brain when I
I been rotten, pull the ghosts from my face
I've got a skully fulla pain, i need to change up all my ways but I
I'm from the bottom of the bottomless depths
My soul been taken, break your body, turn your coffin a mess
I've shed the chains that hold me down, I'm rotten falling for threats
Until the shadows crawl to surface, leave my conscious entrenched
Ghosts up in the nighttime
Cutting ties, I've been running from my lifelines
Flipping money, always living like its my time
Blowing gas out the window, going highside
Police on me, never knowing what they might find
Live or die, I'ma hold it down
Had to make it out the bottom, growing from the ground
Slowly rotten in my coffin, talking, falling down
(Hopping out the cold, I'm leaving smoke up in your whereabouts)
I'm sinking down always
I'm dreaming, I'm falling
I'm sinking down always, aye
I'm dreaming, I'm falling
I'm sinking down, always
Why you hate like I don't got the floss
You see I'm attuned to this shit
Why you makin' the sign of the cross?
You seein' this wound on my ribs
Watch me break
'Cause I'm at a loss
The oracle foretold this age
All doomed to be pigs anyway—
"Look Ma, watch us mutilate the game"
Ghosts up in the nighttime
Cutting ties, I've been running from my lifelines
Flipping money, always living like its my time
Blowing gas out the window, going highside
Police on me, never knowing what they might find
Live or die, I'ma hold it down
Had to make it out the bottom, growing from the ground
Slowly rotten in my coffin, talking, falling down
Hopping out the cold, I'm leaving smoke up in your whereabouts
Credits
Writer(s): Spencer Linn, Amend Riley Elliot, Jobe Patrick Wilson, Klein Jeremy
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