BLUEPRINTS FOR IDOL GENOCIDE

PSYCHO-FRAME

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    You are a swelling God of no purpose
    Impregnating itself to birth more

    You can say what you want
    There's no difference
    Chew your teeth and swim in shit from the losers' circle
    I won't pretend to know you, won't see me glaze
    Won't ever say that I knew when they speak your name
    From the losers' circle
    Loser's circle

    No remorse for beating a dead horse
    24 frames is all it takes
    For me to set your shit straight
    Writhe in the corner while I slaughter and you're left to suffer

    What the fuck are you on about?
    Chasing clout, fake praise falling out of your mouth
    What?

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    I don't even try, you are not that guy
    (Looks like)
    Watch your spot explode, now they will behold
    (You're up)
    Post in black and white, while you're downing lines
    (Shits creek)
    I know all your kind, you cannot deny
    Fake fuck
    Fake fuck
    Brain rot, headshot

    Clamoring and breathless while you
    Clutch the hole in your chest while I'm displaying ultimate violence
    Eternal torment, you'll suffer in silence
    There's no duckin' out, I know the smell of a future dropout
    Don't look down below
    You'll start to choke as you swallow
    Sike

    Now you'll pray to me when I walk in the room
    Now you'll pray to me when I walk in the room

    Looks like you're up shits creek
    You "where's my hug?" looking motherfucker
    Looks like you're up shits creek
    They should've left you in the rubber

    You can say what you want
    There's no difference
    Chew your teeth and swim in shit from the losers' circle
    I won't pretend to know you, won't see me glaze
    Won't ever say that I knew when they speak your name
    From the losers' circle
    Losers' circle

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