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letra de another round - super famous fun time guys

[verse 1: billy obey]
i’m the epitome of evil, no one would disagree
i see a person in the mirror but that person isn’t me
when does the imagery become the enemy?
trying to be an honest man in a den of thieves
losing the fight, that ain’t right
y’all flock with the sheep
so, f-ck what you heard, my drug be music
all i do is write every night, get very little sleep
that’s probably why i’ll die from these bars, lil peep
my knife slice you open, i’m hopin’
it’ll complete me, so it seems my life’s broken
but it never works, on to another k!ll
all y’all would be underground if it was up to bill
shut the f-ck up and enjoy the music
if you’re not a xuligan you gettin’ executed
no retribution for a guy like me
o-b-e-y with the s-double f-t-g

[chorus: mr. 8 legz, whipstick]
here we go again
time to make another round
going through the motions
i don’t know how to get out (one more day)
here we go again
time to make another round
think my life’s broken
another cycle starting now (one more week)
here we go again
time to make another round
going through the motions
i don’t know how to get out (one more year)
here we go again
time to make another round
think my life’s broken
another cycle starting now
[verse 2: mr. 8 legz]
same day (same day)
new victim (new victim)
different way (different way)
new position
against two tombs i exhumed cuz i missed ’em
yuh, more the merrier but i’m abusing the system, look
i been trapped in this loop with nothing to do for what i would assume is a motherf-cking eternity now
reason to murder a pal soon as they open their mouth
i prefer my violence with silence ’cause it can get loud!
can’t remember when it started
all i know is i was nauseous
took my phone out my pocket right as the clock was stopping
life flashed, reboot, mind’s black, regroup
you get k!llin’ or sabotage the process
once it resets all that’s left’s another carcass
smell of rotting flesh, slit necks on the carpet
bodies accumulate, reappear if i dispose of them
i tried my hand at suicide
my eyes always open again. f-ck!

[chorus: mr. 8 legz, whipstick]
here we go again
time to make another round
going through the motions
i don’t know how to get out (one more day)
here we go again
time to make another round
think my life’s broken
another cycle starting now (one more week)
here we go again
time to make another round
going through the motions
i don’t know how to get out (one more year)
here we go again
time to make another round
think my life’s broken
another cycle starting now
[verse 3: whipstick]
day one: dip your head in a vat of acid
day five: rip your flesh, ’cause i have to wrap it
up and package and sell it to the f-ckin’ masses
yo your sh-ts gotta go, so ima doggy bag it
fast forward 4 weeks
i’ma slap your cheeks
with a tenderizer mallet then i crack your t–th
that’s all beef
jump the f-ck up and break both of your feet
i can’t rap good but stab on beat, b-tch
unidentifiable, i don’t know where i find the rope
and throw it over the gallows and dine with a rival’s ghost
sliding both eyeb-lls from inside of the sockets
pop, lock, chop it up, then i mock god’s populace
signing off y’all but every day is a reset
every single victim responding on me to repent
defeated in the garden of eden, don’t seem conceited
or we’re feeding you to all of the creatures that live beneath it

- super famous fun time guys

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