"STRIGOI" from the new album Skinwalker Social Club
Prod. MOSSBACK
Feat. KAMAARA & Witchouse 40k
(The Holy Mountain, Hausu, Enter the Void, Mad Max, Paprika)
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🐊 LYRICS 🐊
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Lately I been thinking about the time that you left
Body levitating, breathing without taking a breath
I'm still picking up the pieces from the puzzle you wrecked
Body burning like the Nazarene, the mother she wept
I been waking up in shambles, all my thoughts are a mess
My bones are aching and groaning, a sinking pain in my chest
When I'm sleeping there's a voice that lets me know it's upset
Hallucination dripping from me in a puddle of sweat
Hop out of my noggin, I don't know ya
Demon followed me to Arizona
Preaching out against me in a major way
Pay your rent in my head, old persona
I'm familiar with that stank aroma
Dreams have followed me
It seems they're here to stay
(KAMAARA)
Stick to your story
Overextend you bend you break you eat the take and wash down the glory
I know she badly bad you're madly sad upset she really adore me
I got the car the drip the coat moncler the glicks so please do not bore me
Buried a lie to tie a tie if lies could bite this shit could get gory
Open the sun and stow away a wasted day like it's not important
E on her tongue the cost to love is hard to pay when you can't afford it
Give me the keys the red ones too I dodge and weave I muh fucken floor it
Minimal space I lie awake and smell decay but tend to ignore it
(Witchouse 40k)
Crawl with the rats out the mud,
Zombie rot em, put a shot in your back up
Boy see the back of my gun with it
Pullup on em, and I'm bringing his past up
Past up
Hop out the coffin, I walk out the bottom alone, got a glock and a mag on my nuts
Sediment talkin, my skull full of holes, see the maggots around, I got bats in my blood
Ghosts in the patch and we carve em out,
I spin the block on em, haunted house
Ghost in the face, leave your body out
Camber your bones till they bottom out
Glock on my body, I shot at your body, I rot em, he turn to a ghost town
Fully auto wit the blicky, your block looking haunted, I'm hearing these ghosts sounds
Nobody but the soul found, keep the pole out when I pullup on em
Cold house, I was broke down, now a gold mouth when I pullup on em
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around