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letra de the fuckening - machina aeon

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[intro]
(yeah, yeah)
heartbeat skippin’, walls start trippin’
sweat drippin’ like a faucet, mind keeps slippin’
i don’t need a sign, i can feel it in my chest
like the devil playin’ drums in the middle of my head

[verse 1]
f-ck sleep, i ain’t had it in a week, uh
every single thought like a blade in the meat, uh
walkin’ through the fog, i don’t recognize the street, uh
eyes on the ceiling, feel the pressure when i breathe, uh

mind like a riot, fists to the glass
i could run, i could hide, but it’s stuck in the past
every godd-mn second like the last one crashed
body in the present but my soul don’t match

[pre-chorus]
tick-tick, time’s up, i can hear it in the static
bones feel heavy, heart too erratic
lookin’ at the clock like a bomb in the attic
every single second feelin’ cinematic

[chorus]
oh sh-t, the f-ckening begins
hands to my chest like i’m stuck in cement
i could scream, i could fight, but it don’t make sense
this ain’t a warning—this the motherf-ckin’ end
[verse 2]
panic in my ribs like a motherf-ckin’ riot
brain on fire, but my body stay quiet
i been on the edge, starin’ deep into the pit
tryna pull myself back but the rope won’t grip

f-ck what they told me, f-ck what they say
ain’t a d-mn soul walkin’ that can make this fade
demons in the mirror got my name engraved
i ain’t tryna go, but i ain’t tryna stay

[pre-chorus]
tick-tick, time’s up, i can hear it in the static
bones feel heavy, heart too erratic
lookin’ at the clock like a bomb in the attic
every single second feelin’ cinematic

[chorus]
oh sh-t, the f-ckening begins
hands to my chest like i’m stuck in cement
i could scream, i could fight, but it don’t make sense
this ain’t a warning—this the motherf-ckin’ end

[bridge]
(f-ck, oh f-ck)
sh-t hit hard like a hammer to the t–th
mind like a warzone, peace six feet
on these days, i could run, but the sh-t’s too deep
it ain’t paranoia if the fear don’t leave
[pre-chorus]
tick-tick, time’s up, i can hear it in the static
bones feel heavy, heart too erratic
lookin’ at the clock like a bomb in the attic
every single second feelin’ cinematic

[chorus]
oh sh-t, the f-ckening begins
hands to my chest like i’m stuck in cement
i could scream, i could fight, but it don’t make sense
this ain’t a warning—this the motherf-ckin’ end

[outro]
(yeah)
i don’t need a sign, i can feel it in my chest
like the devil playin’ drums in the middle of my head

the f-ckening begins
the f-ckening begins
the f-ckening begins
the f-ckening begins

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