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letra de morbid - 8corpses

[chorus: 8corpses]
i’m that one
you can’t outrun, call me tiger woods
the way that i leave a hole in one
people acting nice to my face
but then gossip when my back turned
then they wonder why that bridge burned

i’m that one
you can’t outrun, call me tiger woods
the way that i leave a hole in one
people acting nice to my face
but then gossip when my back turned
then they wonder why that bridge burned

[verse 1: 8corpses]
they told me i’d never make it
wow what a sentiment
sent myself into a sense of not wanting to be sentient
doing what i want until i am sediment
sedulous was cemented to the sedatives
sedentary from that seductive nature i said it is
became
visceral to repudiate my own accomplishments
brain couldn’t accompany shame with acknowledgement
subconscious was sucked into it
drugs
simply a bandaid causin too much mental bandwidth
mental illness really giving me a knuckle sandwich
i have chemistry with chemical imbalance
just depleted chemically my noggin has a faculty
factually i’m joggin’ in place with this misery
it’s a mystery, mind boggling
i’m not yet a casualty
casually in agony
paisley on my body
pacing through futility
succumbing to the anxiety
[chorus: 8corpses]
i’m that one
you can’t outrun, call me tiger woods
the way that i leave a hole in one
people acting nice to my face
but then gossip when my back turned
then they wonder why that bridge burned

i’m that one
you can’t outrun, call me tiger woods
the way that i leave a hole in one
people acting nice to my face
but then gossip when my back turned
then they wonder why that bridge burned

[verse 2: saliva grey]
grey the motherf-cker put the batteries in a tube sock
bust ya f-ckin’ face smashing orbital i’m gonna moon walk
all up on yo grave, you a b-tch, you’s a puta
all ya bot ya plays, cyborg, you like boo ya
stupid motherf-cker think i really want ya b-tch?
yeah, ya hoe so disgusting ran through every rapper d-ck
only way i get to busting when i’m busting out the clip
from the hip shootin’ .30 i ain’t looking never miss

i’ma high flyer, i might decide to end ya life get the fire
fire-fire messiah with the lighter
choppa-choppa sing like a choir send ya high up
aiming at ya visor, get shot-shot no pfizer
why the f-ck y’all steady talking on my name?
f-ckin lames, sound the same, whatchya name, huh?
ayy, what the f-ck you want today?
get tf up out my face
f-ck it i’on’ want the fame, uh
[chorus: 8corpses]
i’m that one
you can’t outrun, call me tiger woods
the way that i leave a hole in one
people acting nice to my face
but then gossip when my back turned
then they wonder why that bridge burned

i’m that one
you can’t outrun, call me tiger woods
the way that i leave a hole in one
people acting nice to my face
but then gossip when my back turned
then they wonder why that bridge burned

- 8corpses

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