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letra de #8 - darkr00m

i carry rock like brock
cold feet when there’s crushed ice in my sock
got a feeling, i’ll end up fiction
room of low light, drinking crushed-up prescription
on a cycle like bike caps
relapse, need some serotonin in my synapse
my eyes are feeling heavy, coming up steady
hit the ice, now i’m sinking in the settee
my mind’s gone, taste is lead-y
here it comes, not sure if i’m ready

browsing flavours on the shelf
yeah, sh-t’s harmful to my health
but i can go f-ck myself
t–th on constant bite, i won’t make it through the night

gеt my name out your mouth
crucified, had to pick myself out thе ground
and yeah i’m still full of hate
but something’s up with my fate, so i’m following an 8
something sour in my taste, a facelift and an eighth
cuts on my face, paranoid that it’s bait
thinking how these thoughts flew-in
in silence i’m fluent, vac-pac i get a few in
lost hope but i accrue it
in a dark cave with some octaves
cutting open saves, but my path’s already paved
f-cking crystal corrupted what i saved
can’t blame me for how i behave
hamsa round my neck, and i’m looking for an 8
but i see a lighthouse in the dark night
tides heading out, better luck in the next life

- darkr00m

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