letra de allotrope - istasha
[verse 1]
spiral down, got oil, no grease
slide from the flesh to the soil on my feet
ch-chiral steps, in sync like sheep
when i die, i reflect on the gods that i leave
rose that soul like an allotrope
something like i sever all technicals in my cold heart pumping
toe tag jerking at the morgue, getting fits
in my suit that’s a color right out of sp-ce, go coveted
chain wet, drenched and the boots gon drag in
formless steps, stay smooth, no lagging
trace them neck to the woods then swing on the brainlet branch
’til the roots gon’ crash in
[?] like a brain, go crease
thesis clipped [?] cease
effrolesce then i got no drip
’cause it ain’t no swimming, no case, no fleas
[chorus]
i do, i don’t, i do, i don’t care ’bout the skin, so i shed some
i don’t, i do, i don’t, i do, anchor my limbs so that i cannot go
i do, i don’t, i do, i don’t care ’bout the skin, so i shed some
i don’t, i do, i don’t, i do, anchor my limbs so that i cannot go
[bridge]
pushing my mechanics, crucified in soil so i stay one with the planet
baptize me in oil, avoid the technota[?]
i’m still locked in, hopping right out of my coffin
hungry, resurrected
a new comment, i’m speaking tongues and infected, atomic
my throat corrupted, dissected, i’ve cut it
[chorus]
i do, i don’t, i do, i don’t care ’bout the skin, so i shed some
i don’t, i do, i don’t, i do, anchor my limbs so that i cannot go
i do, i don’t, i do, i don’t care ’bout the skin, so i shed some
i don’t, i do, i don’t, i do, anchor my limbs so that i cannot go
spiral down, got oil, no grease
slide from the flesh to the soil on my feet
ch-ch-chiral steps, in sync like sheep
when i die, i reflect on the gods that i leave
rose that soul like an allotrope
something like i sever all technicals in my cold hard, bumping
toe tag, jerking at the morgue, getting fits
in my suit that’s a color right out of sp-ce, go coveted
pushing my mechanics, crucified in soil so i stay one with the planet
baptize me in oil, avoid the technota[?]
i’m still locked in, hopping right out of my coffin
hungry, resurrected
a new comment, i’m speaking tongues and infected, atomic
my throat corrupted, dissected, i’ve cut it
[chorus]
i do, i don’t, i do, i don’t care ’bout the skin, so i shed some
i don’t, i do, i don’t, i do, anchor my limbs so that i cannot go
i do, i don’t, i do, i don’t care ’bout the skin, so i shed some
i don’t, i do, i don’t, i do, anchor my limbs so that i cannot go
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