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Sadistik

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    I'm feeling so Jodorowsky today man

    Someone inject me with the venom from the jaws of iron, God-defyin'
    They said I'm on the cross to die–Pontius Pilate
    They said I'm on the cross to die–Pontius Pilate
    That's the judge jury, injury, there's no hung jury
    Hungry for the bloodlust, so hush-hush
    I'm a pushover, it's a domino effect
    If you, think it's a game I'll put you collarbones in check
    I need Bacardi Gold when I hear my cardio, a card'll go
    Up my sleeve, walk into the carnival
    Vámanos
    A mi barrio sigue
    Préndelo yo sobre todo
    Adíos debase
    Yeah my audios debase, but I don't need a language change
    To explain they ape each other, all I see's orangutans
    Bangers bang in the brain, it's all a sea of 808s
    I'm from the state of rain, but I don't reign my state, wait
    I lost my mind, when I went searching for a soul tonight
    I came up empty-handed when I learnt to play a role and take it slow
    When I'm 38 I hope I'm a special
    Son-of-a-gun, jumpin' the gun so disheveled
    Holdin' shovels, diggin' holes with roses, settled
    With dumb hoes I used to know, but now those are echoes
    In this Mariana Trench
    Now I won't carry on the stench
    Of the carry-on you're carrying at your very own request
    You're a parasite in my eyes, a burial is next motherfucker
    Hiding the monsters under covers
    Undercover girl, cover up, everyone's a shutterbug
    And I'm so underground, I'm C.H.U.D
    Watch me make a puddle out your blood, umbrellas up above (acid rain, dancer)
    Plaster matter, mask-making Mad Hatter patterns
    Breaking at an addict at his lowest point and full of opioids
    A poster boy, ego destroyed
    Or maybe that's just schadenfreude or a shout to Freud, I'll take it slow
    November Graveyard

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    So no dead men's cries, flower forget-me-nots between the stones
    Paving this grave ground. Here's honest rot
    To unpick the elaborate heart, pare bone
    Free of the fictive vein. When one stark skeleton
    Bulks real, all saints' tongues fall quiet
    Flies watch no resurrections in the sun

    Stare, stare
    Till your eyes foist a vision dazzling on the wind
    Rave on the leash of the starving mind
    The blank, untenanted air

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