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letra de screamin’ in heaven - blóðvein

tell god i’m comin’ up dirty
middle finger high, soul still bl–dy
if there’s a stairway, i’m climbin’ it drunk
with a bottle in hand and a blade in my gut

i grew up with the static, never had peace
house full of demons that never went to sleep
mama in the kitchen cryin’ louder than the beat
pops in a bottle, ain’t never been free
i was twelve with a death wish, walkin’ through flames
talkin’ to shadows, forgettin’ my name
i ain’t got scars — i got maps to the pain
every cut in my skin got a voice that remains

they told me, “be strong,” like that sh-t was a switch
but i ain’t a robot, i’m broke and i twitch
this world ain’t a stage, it’s a ditch with a twist
where hope gets sold and the rich get rich
i spit truth like venom and burn every bridge
i’m the kid who prayed loud and got nothin’ but fists
still standin’ in the ash with a heart that resists
still screamin’ at the sky like “remember this b-tch?”

i’m screamin’ in heaven, they won’t let me in
too many sins, too much whiskey on my skin
i talk to my angels through barbed wire fences
they say i’m divine, but i feel like vengeance
i’m screamin’ in heaven with blood on my t–th
if i make it to the gates, i’ll walk in on my knees
god don’t answer — the silence is loud
so i built a throne outta bones in the crowd
i don’t wanna be saved — i wanna be real
don’t numb me, don’t patch me, i need to feel
i loved people who left me in h-ll
taught me heaven ain’t sh-t but a padded cell
put a cross on my chest, set the church on fire
got baptized in rage and barbed-wire
i ain’t lookin’ for grace — i’m lookin’ for truth
even if it means i die in this booth

my mind’s a warzone, my heart’s a tomb
i laugh at the reaper, he left too soon
i made peace with the chaos in my womb
born to break rules and p-ss on doom
if the system don’t k!ll me, i’ll haunt every room
with a voice like thunder and a voice like gloom
i ain’t prayin’ for peace — i’m yellin’ for war
i’m the crack in the sky they couldn’t ignore

they buried my soul in a cardboard box
wrote “don’t open” in blood on top
i opened it anyway — found myself inside
smilin’ with tears and a switchblade mind
i ain’t scared of h-ll, i been livin’ there rent-free
with a pistol full of poetry and gasoline

i’m screamin’ in heaven, they won’t let me in
too much dirt, too much sin
i talk to my angels through cigarette burns
tell ’em i’m comin’ — and it’s my turn
i’m screamin’ in heaven with scars on my tongue
laughin’ at the gate like “y’all scared of what i’ve done?”
we ain’t perfect — but we real
screamin’ till the f-ckin’ sky feels

- blodvein

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