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letra de black[]lung - sylasybin

(verse)
free falling fifty feet for f-cking fifteen
seconds of second guessing my presence
in all this medicine and mescaline
she’s making me take shit for my head again
’cause things are getting trippy but god d-mn its so pretty
so forgive me
cause you give me anxiety in the 1st degree
i can see you watching me
im tryna think before i speak
to practice verbal surgery
but as sharp as these lines can be
my skin doesnt have time to bleed
its a f-cking tragedy

just stay right there
i know you don’t fight fair
and everybody thinks its lovely that you don’t seem to care
but somewhere your bones are building skeleton homes and feeling us go
kevin mcallister is living alone
i’ll give it a go
i’ll give what i owe
i’ll go it a alone
i’ll b-tch or i’ll moan
i don’t know anything that you think
blink, blink, bleed black ink in the sink
my eyes are red from this drink
it smells dead from all these corpses in my head

(chorus)
cut out its heart and let it dream
what would i pay if my debts are clean?
black lung in the backseat of a bentley
i need to breath but this hotbox is so sexy
black lung, black lung, ice cold blood
and a cracked tongue
black lung, black lung, lookin for a quick fix, oxygen and love

(verse)
im a soul full of questions
in a world full of answers
but i dont even know which ones to ask
second guessin the lessons
i learn, im testin the tension
for the adverse effect of letting
the seconds be blessings
is it pointless to mention
its all ending? i reckon
the day of reckoning is bringing
back everything we cemented
to scratch, and i just wanna sing
cause it may be the last
pure good thing in present, future and past
whats yet to come, i haven’t the slightest
but love and something inside us
is bubbling up and losing the lust
i used to disguise it
feeling disgust, so i’m shaking shit up
borderline seismic
a pioneer of fear and fairy-dust and lilac
in a world so muddy its suddenly just clear
that maybe only the flowers and the rust are meant to live here
everybody taking it slow for the next step
everybody talkin it home for the next bet
everybody taking my tone as regret
but i dont even know how not to forget
just sing for me

everybody knows when you want, you can get some

- sylasybin

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