letra de run4yrlife - no deities
look… at the state of you
give you a new gait when the knife come through
look… he’s going to
give you a new face with his favourite tool
can’t back down can’t stop, now after what went down
in the other town, but still too scared to go
pound for pound, with someone with a chance to mow him down
might even out the odds, with the rifle going
round for round, might let the cops arrive spiralling
down and down, tricked out, go to town
then he put you in the ground, try to be stealthy make no sounds
try to be smart and bury you on a mound
sit in the sun, with the gun in his lap
he grabs his mack
ok he goes on, with unworn weapon packed
in the man there’s a crack
he’s reaching the point of no return, no more going back
you’ll believe it, when your body’s going slack
maniac certain you’ll feel the burn, all the bones in your body crack
you’ll be feeble, while he’s isolated from all people
look… at the state of you
give you a new gait when the knife come through
look… he’s going to
give you a new face with his favourite tool
a wreck that was wracked with emotion
take a look at what he’s set in motion
i am saying that, once this sh-t really starts rolling
it’s set in stone, your chest cavity will be opened
run for your life, run for your life
before he gives your tendons a slice
before you get cut too many times
before you get shot twice in the side
run for your life, run for your life
cause else you’ll have to put up a fight
cause else you must make do with your might
you know he’d k!ll the light in your eyes
legs, they are not fast enough
and now he’s gone full mask off
stumble and fall, sending gravel up in a puff
you cough and look up through the dust
see into his eyes, now you see that you are f-cked
gripping the stock, he aims his rifle
and then he takes the shot
these crimes oughta get him trial in the hague
dump the body in the lake
dude’s shady, see his face
f-ck now he’s got a taste
for the things that make sh-t desolate
from now it’s gonna escalate
and all his lethal escapades
will lead to bodies he gon’ immolate
rigor mortis creeping in (rigor mortis creeping in)
cadaver sitting still (cadaver sitting still)
gasoline, poured out
matchstick, hit the ground
gasoline, poured out
matchstick, hit the ground
look at the state of you
smoke billowing, the wind it blew
look at the state of you
smoke billowing, the wind it blew
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