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letra de phil' - dead vandals

[verse 1: lz8]

the distance between me and the ground is a coveted mystery
and imma’ get to the bottom of this like
f-ck it i quit!
i’m saying ‘bi’ like a bundle of sticks
rubbing a cl-t
grab a bucket of bricks
jump off a bridge
discover me in a puddle of p-ss
under the west gate
i’ll be bl–dy and ripped
please cover it up
tell dad that i suddenly slipped
and this son of a b-tch plummeted
to rubble and bit it
no way would he ever find me cutting my wrists
he loves me to bits
and he just wants his son to exist
if he thunk it was him causing my destructive decision he’d crumble
but he’s not the only one that i’ll miss
my mom and my missus
close friends
my brother and sis
but i’ve made my choice and y’all know that i’m stubborn as sh-t
since i was young i’ve had this troublesome twitch
and it’s hard to admit
but i just wanted to fit
in a club or a clique comfortably
dumb but it hits home when you’re the ugliest kid
who got made fun of for unmuscular limbs
in the gutter lies an underweight busker
with a trumpet shaped spliff
rolling blunts on the bus since grade six
to mullin’ a mix at age thirteen
sufferin’, sittin’
hunched in the kitchen
cryin’ on it
lucky it lit
but shut up and quit stalling
you’ve been up here since six it’s sundown
time is spreading utterly thin
my guts in a twist
cars p-ssing trucks on the bridge
and it’s dusk now
hearts pumping harder than kick
drums pound
will i half -ss it?
jump and i live?
hush now
no time to make your mind up with this just jump!

jump (x30)

[bridge: lz8]

i’m crying cause it
hurts when i laugh
smiling cause i
like it when it does
living in the
future of the past
can really make a man

[verse 3: lz8]

waking up open eyes comatose is in a hospital bed
like give me the closest bottle of meds
hoping to overdose but to my left
doctors next to me nodding like a bobbling head
talkin’ like lachlan you got a lot to regret
noddin’ off as i watch him pull his human face right off of his neck
his clothes turned to cloth
and his breath was cold as frost
tells me what he offers is death
time stopped and he stood and he
stuck the universe in front of my face
pushing me through until i had a view of earth from outer sp-ce
spinning out as my records spinning louder than ever
across the country as my moon unit closes the drapes
my body froze in a state as i flat line
but my fat lines don’t fade
bones degrading in a grave so the tracks that i made can be played

[outro: lz8]
no catharsis
just an open casket farewell show at your local
dead boy with the vocals blasting
i’m on that starlight (sh-t)

- dead vandals

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