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letra de error 47 - rezin 47

[intro: kat bjelland]
blue eyes
you better run, rise, never close the pantry door
rip strike
gold sign
blue eyes
you better– gold sign, never close the pantry door
blue eyes
you better– gold sign, never close the pantry door

[verse 1]
i’m goin’ insane, all aboard the crazy train
pick me up at terminal illness inside your brain
sit back and enjoy the mind trip to the next dimension of dementia
what’chu еntered is beyond comprеhension
[verse 2]
now as a teen, i fill your faculty full of gasoline
never has a tragedy happened so craftily
that’s the way it has to be ’cause apathy has latched to me
’cause i lost my sanity like gravity in galaxies

[verse 3]
like this chick i knew who was nutty, cryin’ for her buddy
then went and sacrificed herself into the fire of suttee
listen to her scream under the rhymes and snare
she’s headed for purgatory, i’ll patrol her right there

[verse 4]
now i’m havin’ fever dreams that last for 6 hours
my brain feels like a plane crashed into the twin towers
i try to fly higher and break into the gates of heaven
but the angels shoved me back down, error 47

[chorus]
error 47, your brain chip has crashed
i’m a mind virus, this robotic race gets hacked
error 47, your brain chip has crashed
i’m a mind virus, this robotic race gets hacked
e-e-e-error, error 47
e-e-e-error, error 47
error 47, your brain chip has crashed
i’m a mind virus, this robotic race gets hacked
[bridge: rezin 47 & kat bjelland]
lights start to dim, life fades to black
your soul leaves your body, now there’s no goin’ back
lights start to dim, life fades to black
your soul leaves your body, now there’s no goin’ back
(back, back, back, back)
two, three, four

[verse 5]
wait a millisecond, don’t run away yet
come down to the bas-m-nt, i have a cool new playset
it’s called russian roulette, now the way the game works
a full clip blows the brains out, brunettes, so ladies first

[verse 6]
oh, haha, you lose, there is no second chance
shoulda second guessed yourself before you did the devil’s dance
with the wickedness i kick, you’d think i work for the devil
watch your mouth or get stomped out harder than distortion pedals

[verse 7]
’cause i used to rocafella before hip-hopnosis
amps get knocked out when i put resistors in narcosis
creating lightning storms in 50 shades of bruise violet
riotous with the science, keepin’ shaky crews silent
[verse 8]
they say look to the future, don’t worry ’bout what’s behind you
after graduation, i still went and burned down my high school
’cause everybody was a b-tch drinkin’ s-m-n gallons and tossin’ salads
eat sh-t and die, gg allin, b-tch!

[outro: kat bjelland]
you are real, ceilings
you are real, ceilings
you are real, ceilings
you– ceilings peel sometimes

- rezin 47

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