I lust for innocence
I'll cleanse my wounds, so tainted in your blood
I can't wait for you to see the person that you have become
Heaven's bent
Hell is spent
Let me suffer on my own
Well I knew
Baby it's obvious it's not that simple

Well alas, goodbye
Let the diamonds leave my bones

And when the sun goes down
I'll bury you six feet in the ground
Call a doctor, call the nurse
No death won't ever do us part
Is there something I could do to ease the pain under my skin
Drive the spike into my heart
The end is a start

I'll just suffer on my own tonight

I lust for innocence
I'll cleanse my wounds, so tainted in your blood
I can't wait for you to see the person that you have become
Heaven's bent,
Hell is spent,
Let me suffer on my own
Well I knew
Baby it's obvious it's not that simple

I'll just suffer on my own tonight

lust 4 u (prod. pharmacy)

Time’s standing still and I am afraid that I wont be here in the end 
You should always depend on me, cause now’s the time to take my hand

Wake up you drunk ma’fucker
Don’t waste my time
Yeah 
This world means nothing to me
And that’s just how I see it

I dont wanna think
There’s blood in the sink
I wish I was dead
I wish I was dead
I sit here on my own (all alone)
I fucking hate my phone
Now I’m off a bar
Wanna crash the car

Wake up you drunk ma’fucker
yeah
This world means nothing to me yeah, yeah, 

Time’s standing still and I am afraid that I wont be here in the end 
You should always depend on me, cause now’s the time to take my hand

kit (prod. pharmacy)

STAY SLUDGED.

Verse 1
 
Bloodlust//
 
Killing spree or crusade for the unjust?//
 
How many people drew blades in abundance?//
 
Count the steel that was raised and then judge us//
 
Ain't nobody gonna flinch in a lynch mob//
 
Since all the numbers gave way to the numbness//
 
More men than coke grains at a - //
 
More men than coke grains at a drug bust//
 
 
Prechorus 
 
5 men on the firing squad//
 
Blank in the head, not a glance for the dead/
 
Hide when all the choir sings off//
 
Find friends and the violence starts//
 
Alignment a buffer between me and the eyes of the suffered//
 
My deaths are environment caused//
 
Empathy divided and lost//
 
23 knives in the - //
 
Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*
 
 
Verse 2
 
Had the guilt diluted so the bitterness is faint//
 
Dagger hilts protruding from the victim, linen stained//
 
Internet militias so malicious
 
Pin the blame on a b*tch//
 
Before they swallowed up by the pit and slip away//
 
Kill dismissed as a misdemeanor//
 
Mist: ammonia mixed with bleach//
 
For minutes missed the odor//
 
Too many n*ggas here to sniff out all the gas//
 
Snuff out life like thieves snuff out candles//
 
Up the rifle, f*cking clutch the handle//
 
Ready online to amass//
 
Anything’s right with the pack//
 
23 knives in the back//


Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*
 
 
 
Prechorus 
 
5 men on the firing squad//
 
Blank in the head, not a glance for the dead/
 
Hide when all the choir sings off//
 
Find friends and the violence starts//
 
Alignment a buffer between me and the eyes of the suffered//
 
My deaths are environment caused//
 
Empathy divided and lost//
 
23 knives in the - //
 
 
Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*

CAESAR

NieR Automata

Crystal Clear

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Lyrics:
Choice is only ever between ash and cadaver,
Have it at my scalp with a scalpel or a dagger,
Hard like backwards spelling, 
sending hexes back to the caster,
Private life has vanished like the sun eclipsing satellites,
In some existing paradise I'd bask in the candid,
But here it's automatics and ski masks for the candy,
Bloody gums behind my lips, in violin cases, 
Tommy guns are hiding with the ugly, buddy's stubborn, 
Fuck it ill just try this shit.

Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit

Cadaver,
Always be at honesty like drunkard at a tavern,
Always wear my heart on sleeve like homeless clothes is tattered,
Hallway of the morgue looked like I bought it at the store for a dollar max,
It was nothing but a hazard,
Ain't done but I'm crawling up the rungs of the ladder,
Lacking power in this state pick the sickle and the hammer,
For the tools that I pack for a back alley scrap,
With the Henny-fucked, belly-up-esque m-o you call cardinal,
To understand the earnest best inject some amobarbital,
Used to shallow topics like I only scanned the article,
If hollow points were ammo, I'd be nothing short of arsenal
This info unflattering,
Finna come back,
Like a sinner run back to altar,
Alter the things that some pass on,
The inner most facts often "dig a hole for casket"-type,
Ulcers in the mouth of a,
Sweet talker,
Eat sawdust from the chopping block,
Prefer to heed rather if the fucking beat's harder, right?
Peace offered to the part that needs bottled up emotions,
Feel bothered at thought of being honest, nigga,
Box of cigarettes cause the coughing at the threats,
No I'm boxing with reflections, shadows, 
All that gives some exposition on my character,
Guilty, 
Kills relationships, 
Bitch listen to the barrister,
Red flags hang from banisters,

Trust is on my bucket list,
Vote both for and against,
Setting fire to the ballets my impulse insults the suffragists,
Bound without power like sluts cuff the wrists,
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit
Cadaver
Fuck it I'll just try this shit

Cadaver

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Production Credit:
Deff
Gao the Arsonist 

Lyrics:
Start the catharsis,
Two types of cartridge,
Strewn across the carpet,
One for, strictly martyring the carcass,
One records the carnage,
Satan shaking hands for the concord,
Grit teeth,
Arson to apartments,
Horsemen hard to harness,
Reigns frayed, discard it,
Connoisseur of, visceral bitterness,
Business isn't getting far,
Mar the skin over arteries with a blunt sword,
What I bought a blunt for?
Satisfied by, liquor, gin and tonic like a 1 chord?
Nah,
Huh,
Watch his body contort,
Back-stabbed,
Lumberjack axe in the lumbar,
Huh,
Ultra-violence and I often consort,
Adrenaline is pumping like the pumps on a dumb whore,
Strutting in a button up, nothing where the sun don't shine,
Nose dive, intercom in a calm sort of way, nigga,

*catharsis*

Matching bars to the face a bizarre fit,
Thinking dark, brain, bathe in a tar pit,
Niggas pulling strings like fingernails is guitar picks,
Flick ash in they gas tank, more than carsick,
Licence revoked,
Vehicle and firearm so,
I try to hide my knife in a coat,
Find and skin the snakes in the grass, 
Writhing like they python and cobra, 
See eye to eye and then don't, fucking bite and then choke,
My vitality closer to cyanide than a,
Covert operative trying bite on his molar,
Suffer jeopardized security like rights of the voter,
Fuck your clique, I diss member I'm a mine to a soldier,
This isn't Gao, bitch, know that you invited in Koja, 
For now, Gao's gone so ya'll say hello to Koja, nigga,
Stole his fucking soul and slung his body over shoulder, 
Need a way to cage my thoughts, 
Just like you frame and older photo, picture,
Still allowed an outlet, nigga mine is just my throat, bitch

Listen i'll give you clues to my pseudonym,
Gout when devouring the values that you rooted in,
Gown with a crucifix so spooky don't get through to him,
Gouge out his eyes to watch the fool shoot at the hooligan,
About the prior riot, it's like my psyche bi partisan,
Clinging to the vile just like a junkie tryna part with xan,
Try direct my thoughts but cortisol incites a modern man's violence, 
Zero guidance, rationale's indictment's surrogate,
Excuse, it's like there's two dudes thinking:
Killer and an arsonist,
Some put glass to lips like it's the mirror of a narcissist,
Some'll slash their wrists and try to whittle down to cartilage,
Filter's built on fractured pillars, sends chills through spines of architects,
Birthed in the suburbs so they claim I'm lacking vertebrae,
Ain't talking tough, I say what my imagination perpetrates,
The urge to wade in blood and murder,
Surges through a person's veins,
They curse the curse imbursement,
Bitch, make sure a nigga curse the day he born.

Catharsis

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Lyrics:
strip the skin away,
peel it from your bones,
every single day you wear that shit like clothes,
no that's not your face, don't act like you don't know,
reveal yourself, the hidden part of it, you loathe, it,
poses a threat to the reputation you created,
bodies in frozen in death,
goes to show it's you who's craving,
eyes on the outside,
lies out your mouth,
I'm trying this out.

I'm looking to be introspective,
but it's like looking through windows, tinted,
yeah, I'm screaming over cymbals, ringing,
I'm simply digging,
under my skin,
introspective,
heart cooking on a spit-roast, spinning,
drinking glass with a slit throat, drilling,
into my head to unearth what's within.

It's kinda difficult to dig in when your shovel made of metaphors,
melt it, make the metal boil,
scrape the shielding off my skin,
i'll wear it thin,
just with my finger nails, I swear to God,
there will be a clear divide,
maybe my focus should be medicinal,
popping pills and selling more,
shooting shit and getting whores,
I frequently forget who the fuck i'm feeling for,
I'd be as common as the hookers who get abortions, (nigga)
orphan in the body of troubled child,
Return home to shovel piles of bullshit that say otherwise,
doors rattling on they're hinges became lullabies,
turned locks the only thing that keep my fucking brain inside, my head,
Instead of spread thin,
across the walls,
next to my bed frame,
bled, drained refreshing thoughts to let the red rain pour,
trying to break apart the stone inside my rib-cage,
pour out my heart, ripped apart all the head games,
honestly?
I'm a little brittle like old bones in the catacombs,
wanna see?
grab a chisel, whittle away at my base, collapse like dominoes,
gotta be,
the most defensive, tend to hate correcting,
almost body bagged em all,
Odyssey?
epic events, ain't too extensive,
apologies, thought it'd be,
hard to see all of my fronting is fallacy,
honesty's costly, it cannot be bought for free,
sometimes what's in my mind tilts to controversy,
I have the tendency to proceed cautiously,
you should fear what the fuck i'm about to be-
-come,
everybody's been through shit and yeah, I've seen some,
wide open like the mouths of some bodies lean-slumped,
matter of fact, rattle facts off like machine gun.

I'm looking to be introspective,
but it's like looking through windows, tinted,
yeah, I'm screaming over cymbals, ringing,
I'm simply digging,
under my skin,
introspective,
heart cooking on a spit-roast, spinning,
drinking glass with a slit throat, drilling,
into my head to unearth what's within.

Introspective

I WOKE UP ON THE GROUND 
I WOKE UP WITH A FROWN
I WOKE UP WITH A CROWN
I WOKE UP ON THE GROUND 
ON THE GROUND 
I WOKE UP ON THE GROUND 
I WOKE UP WITH A FROWN I 

INHALE EXHALE 
ALL THE BULLSHIT 
WHY YOU TALKIN TO ME LIKE THAT
YOU KNEW THIS
YEAH YOU KNEW THIS 
YEAH YOU KNEW 
I WAS GONNA GET UPSET WITH THAT 
AND YOU KNEW I WAS 
GONNA GET ALL TIGHT AND SNAP
AND YOU KNEW THIS 
INHALE EXHALE ALL THE BULLSHIT 
AND YOU KNEW I WAS GONNA GET UPTIGHT LIKE THAT 
INHALE EXHALE ALL THE BULLSHIT 

AND ALL THE BULLSHIT AND I CANT 
COMMIT 
AND I JUST WANNA TAKE MY NOOSE INSIDE AND COMMIT 
LIKE MY NAME KERMIT 
LIKE IMMA FROG
CAUSE NOBODY LISTEN TO ME 
NO NO NOBODY AT ALL

I WANT TO GO FIND A FRIEND IN YOU
I WANT TO PROTECT THE BEST IN YOU
I KNOW I BRING OUT THE BEST IN YOU
I WANT MY WALLS UP
AND I DONT WANNA EVER PUT THEM DOWN
SO COUGH IT UP AND I DONT EVER WANNA SEE YOU FROWN

OR MAYBE THATS THE WORST THING 
I CANT THINK ABOUT IS YOU GOING DOWN ON ME NOW 
MAY MAYBE ITS THE WORST THING
IS EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON WHEN IM OUT OF MY HOUSE 

THATS EVERYTHING THATS GOING ON WHEN IM OUTTA MY HOUSE 
I RIP MY EYES OUT OF MY SKULL
WHEN I WAKE ON THE GROUND 
CONSTANTLY IM GOING FUCKING CRAZY WITH YOU NOT AROUND 
WAKE ME MAYBE I NEED TO SAVE ME NOW 
CRAZY HATE ME EVERYTHING GOING DOWN
I KNOW YOU KNOW I NEED TO FIGURE OUT 

HOW FAR HAVE YOU SLIPPED OUT MY REACH
I KNOW THINGS HAPPEN EVENTUALLY 
WHERE HAVE YOU GONE
WHERE HAVE YOU GONE
YOU WASTED MY TIME 
YOU TOLD ME ALL THESE LIES 

AND I NEVER FORGET ANY OF IT 
I DO WHAT YOU SAY LIKE A PUPPET
FLY SPREAD ALL MY WINGS AND I LOVED IT 
WHY TREAT ME LIKE THAT LIKE IM RUBBISH
I NEVER DESERVED ANY OF IT 
I NEVER DESERVED ANY 

SO WHAT DO WE DO WHEN WE LOOK AT THE SKY 
WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE MOON AND STARS 
WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE MOON AND STARS WHAT DO WE DO 
WHAT DO WE DO WHEN WE LOOK AT THE SKY 
WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE MOON AND STARS 
AT THE MOON AND STARS WHAT DO WE DO

WOKE UP ON THE SKY (PROD. RED MOSK/TRIPLESIXDELETE)

DECAY (PROD. REDMOSK)

ALFREDO (PROD. CXRPSE)

Gao the Arsonist aka Sludgegod Gao aka OJ Sludgeson aka the boy with the mask and the overalls

STAY SLUDGED

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Cadaver

Gao the Arsonist (@gaothearsonist)