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letra de blessed is the swarm - grim salvo

[intro: sleuth]
(woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
(swear to, swear to, swear to, swear to)
swear to god, i never really know how to feel
about the blood forever spillin’ upon the seal
it’s not enough to amputate, ho we gotta heal
don’t fold up, voices they get ahold inside your skull and say
(woo, woo, woo, woo)
swear to god, i never really know how to feel
about the blood forever spillin’ upon the seal
it’s not enough to amputate, ho you gotta heal
don’t fold up, voices they get ahold inside your skull and say

[chorus: witchouse 40k]
hold up, had me geeking from the jump
hold up, try to catch me if you want
soda fountain how i sweeten all the blood
mud mask in a tub, bloodbath all my subs, blegh
folded, i found it sad that you gave up
noticed how i backed you from day one
choking back all the salt, where’s the rub
pepper spray by the trade, bear mace for the young cub

[verse 1: sleuth]
hey oh, f-ck up my life, just take notes
i know they wanna watch that pain grow
slow-mo, prey gotta duck these halos
don’t know what the f-ck you want, just say so
so-so, f-ck your little rap that’s lame prose
dodo, why you so dumb, you a lame ho
throat goat ho brain dummy, i stain clothes
loco con queso these pesos
grimmy never gonna go broke again, don’t think so
, ain’t fake though
no no, i can’t hear one god d-mn thing you say though
no show, if we don’t get those paid shows we’ll throw every single track we maim, yah
[interlude]

[verse 3: sleuth & mossback]
walkin’ towards the edge with a blindfold on my pathetic skull
first i tried to grab the air and then i tried to let it go
it makes no difference in the end with what you think you know
when it comes to reaping only hope is what you tried to sow

10 men, red dead
aren’t you glad you’re not yellow bellied off a gangrene bean, yeah
wind pipe, it’s closed tight, he couldn’t breathe
blueberry skin, draped in violet dreams, he’ll never sleep
die [?]
tried everything, i won’t survive tonight
i can’t seem to find my reason to live
i got nothing to love and i cut my ties

[pre-chorus: witchouse 40k & sleuth]
bl–dy handles from the blood of the ghost
i’m broken, sick of all the talkin’, need a lot just to cope
i’m crying out for the fallen, [?] on the road
you see me coughin’ on cobwebs, i leave ’em coughin’ on smoke
(don’t fold up, voices they get ahold inside your skull and say)
[chorus: witchouse 40k & witchouse 40k & sleuth]
hold up, had me geeking from the jump
hold up, try to catch me if you want
soda fountain how i sweeten all the blood
mud mask in a tub, bloodbath all my subs
folded, i found it sad that you gave up
noticed how i backed you from day one
choking back all the salt, where’s the rub?
pepper spray by the trade, bear mace for the young cub

- grim salvo

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