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letra de famine - spookynova

[verse 1]
pests in a clique
see me moving like a man possessed, making sick
every unbenighted, uninvited guest, lemme pick
’cause your lot’s on a list
and you’ll rot in the mist
then i’ll finally get a good night’s rest

[chorus]
you’re a cancer, i’m the solution
death is the answer to your intrusion
rend through the flesh right down to the bare bones
meat staying fresh… (and its origins remain unknown)

[verse 2]
just my ghoulish presence is enough to make the critters scatter
all thesе foolish peasants will be stuffed onto a silvеr platter
bioluminescence of my facial features fail to matter
snap and crack and pop to stalk, and striking where the blood’ll splatter

[bridge]
most of all, i linger close to maul you
when you don’t recall the foe who roams the halls
when those movements slow to halt, i howl a broken call
i’ll leave your body in the forest like my name is f-cking logan paul!
[verse 3]
d-mn, what i gotta say to get a piece of that?
d-mn, what i gotta do to get a piece of that?
d-mn, who i gotta slay to get a piece of that?
d-mn, i’ll keep a fine pursuit to get a piece of that

[verse 4]
d-mn, what a clique—more a herd, because you’re all just sheep
make me tick, primal urges when you’re ripe to reap
lemme pick, ‘cause your lot’s on a list
and you’ll rot in the mist
then i’ll finally get some godd-mn sleep

[chorus]
you’re a cancer, i’m the solution
death is the answer to your intrusion
rend through the flesh right down to the bare bones
meat staying fresh… (and its motives still remain unknown)

[verse 5]
just my ghoulish presence is enough to make the critters scatter
all these foolish peasants will be stuffed onto a silver platter
bioluminescence of my facial features fail to matter
snap and crack and pop to stalk, and striking where the blood’ll splatter

[bridge]
most of all, i linger close to maul you
when you don’t recall the foe who roams the halls
when those movements slow to halt, i howl a broken call
i’m only following my instincts, they’re devoured, and it’s all your fault!
[outro]
find me a fighter, and i’ll just find it outlandish
heart stopped, dropped into a cardiac sandwich
plattered cadavers you’re giving to me—how lavish
i would make it quick, but godd-mn it, i’m famished

- spookynova

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