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letra de dinnerview for a vampire - calm. (usa)

i’m either demonic or angelic i hold the mic like a relic
awareness’ ancestor’s aztecs, i commune with the celtics
i write my truth and i tell it, you get the chills when you feel it
oracle delphic, she said my blood they will spill it
i dip my quill in it then laugh and start to write my illest sh-t
only vampires wear capes behind the mask is where the villain is
if fake is bacteria then i’m what penicillin is
my pen fell in the same well that dylan’s did
whether it’s bob or thomas, my prophet nas-tradamus
cranial guitar like kaufman, second april is upon us
free gaza, autonomy from rojava to chiapas
i wrote this with the phoenix five fingers of death like colossus
my notebook covered in salmonella and e coli cause it’s raw sh-t
some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
they tried to use cointel gossip but the clowns couldn’t stop us
this isn’t a song, it’s a vow, it’s a promise
vendetta flow, my tongues a gun the berretta go
bars mean like keta though you know when i let em go
mindstate exceptional, painful but i express it though
beef let’s address it though you’ll go missing but death’ll know
you can’t follow me i’m the mist on the tree that grows old
i walk the same bl–dy paths that only wolves know
i’m in dirty lab counting bodies on my ancient abacus
last thing they saw was the fangs, the grill was amethyst
when mercury has a bad day it goes retrograde in me
welcome to the necro age where everything has a fee
breath control lung machine, in my coffin slumbering
world builder clear debris, i got hammers in my dungarees
pen game ferocious i’m not one to joke with
your crucifix don’t provoke us your holy water’s bogus
i put beats in the burn unit put rappers in the urn and serve em
miraculous weapon you don’t hear me coming like dracula stepping
it’s always the same old questions no interview for a vampire
bats eye view, you dinner view for a vampire
i stare with hungry eyes i’m that junkie you despise
but this country runs on drugs and blood, secrets and lies
i don’t think you remember the enemy is go back to the beginning
they stole the land, they’d rather blame the dead than the living
the witch and the vampire a switch in the satire
freedom fighter or terrorist, they lie until it catch fire
what makes you afraid? who are the vampires you made?
when did fear first invade? who did you first get betrayed?
i refuse to be buried nothing ever dies everything is changing
the cells replenish, the fake diminish it’s all rearranging
everything all at once i’m biting necks i’m staking myself
i’m falling through an early grave, i’m trying to reawaken myself
i see myself glitching in a broken mirror i’m breaking myself
i’m picking up the broken pieces i’m fixing and taking myself
they say swollen roses wither under a vampire’s touch
but nature didn’t abandon me i’m a mutant she loves
what’s the difference between haunting and hunting?
one is being where you aren’t wanted the second is trusting
open up the curtains and ill turn into ash
it’s really a metaphor for looking at anything but the past
vampires are not dead but all too human
they sell fear like blood, what are you consuming?

- calm usa

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