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letra de junkbath - istasha

[intro]
istasha, this sh-t f-cking—

[chorus]
i hold the keys to the gates
i’m kicking with cleats of decay
i feel like collapsing a brain if i caught ’em d-gg-n’ at me
i still got the rot in my veins
and a force who’s blocking my fate
you’re like a faustian bargain
a demon dressed in a veil

[verse 1]
soul pitching out the fog
h-rn seeping through the winds
mind whistle like a siren through the trees and brought ’em in
contesting with the light
mind wrestle with the host
hug a parasite
follow hollow rabbits down the drove

[verse 2]
doom is calling
ringing but the service out of bounds
stuck in turbulence and churning out the mind into a mound
how the brain is paralyzed with no shot of survival; it’s volatilе, impolite
a pair of pliers and violencе
metal tickling on my sinus
sight is blinded by the tireless rattling
imagining whether the butcher is silent or just in a meditative state of a dedicated lonesome tyrant
i’m tired of dialing in math for hypothetical rats in my head
[chorus]
i hold the keys to the gates
i’m kicking with cleats of decay
i feel like collapsing a brain if i caught ’em d-gg-n’ at me
i still got the rot in my veins
and a force who’s blocking my fate
you’re like a faustian bargain
a demon dressed in a veil

[outro]
i hold the smoke until i’m purified and
not sticking to my lungs
get it out of my skin
get it out, get it out, get it—

- istasha

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