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letra de gangstalked!! - johnnascus

[intro]
k-mo, k-mo!
um, there’s like people gangstalking me and… i don’t know what to do about it. i think i’m gonna write a post on /x/, hey /x/ um, i see people gangstalking me. i see them outside my window, i can hear them banging on my door. they’ve- they’ve trapped my f-cking walls with wires um, all the food i eat, all the cameras that are inside me, all the cameras that are in my- in my computer. they’re all staring at me, what do i do. i wanna k!ll myself, but i don’t have a gun, i just want to find a way to turn it off!!!

[chorus]
1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
5, 6, 7, 8 probing eyes with no face x2

[verse 1]
late one night, went on the internet
down a rabbit hole, into wonderland
my great awakening, f-ck them pedo libs
they drink adrenochrome, from abortions
oh, f-ck
i think i know too much
society’s a psyop to keep us in a box
i just need to find
some like-minded lives
to stage a coo against the reptilians
the ones who make billions
the cia and fbi
my own little bubble i finally find
except they don’t fight
they told me to go digital
and be connected with the spiritual
and leave behind my fleshy physical
to enter into system sp-ce
to escape this world of pain
but i must spread my message
spread my message my friends to awaken these planets
don’t you understand?
no? well f-ck, let me tell ‘ya
[chorus]
1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
5, 6, 7, 8 probing eyes with no face
1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
5, 6, 7, 8

[verse 2]
stranger
danger, cut all ties of communication
they all spy on me i can feel their wavelengths
they’re inside my head they wanna take it
for mind control but i will rape them
they’re inside my walls
i can hear them crawl and scratch for me
but my energy and merkaba repels them, i’m the sun
nowhere i can run to
trapped inside my death room
till my willpower runs sour
they’ll redact me
all i have now is this knife
the i white knuckle with my fists
they are banging on my door and might break it in
i won’t let it happen
pull the door open
without hesitation, i begin the torture
stab it endlessly in the f-cking chest
till i realise it was my best friend
[chorus]
one, two, three, four of my stalkers are dead
five, six, seven, eight, of my stalkers were friends
one, two, three, four of my stalkers are dead
give, six, seven, eight, of my stalkers were my friends

[outro]
b-b-b-b-b-tch
b-tch

- johnnascus

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