heart ache from synthetic mangled crop thrown an tossed in
the washer keep to dishonor the bounds get pushed into rosters
and im tired from spinning the message keeps on yet also
i hope to bask in a grave my flesh be flayed to an altar
spit on tombs of disgraced and find their carcasses yonder
im dodging going insane, narrow like strait of gibraltar
excellence i ordain, but still the mental will slaughter
my only choice was to take the lonely path where i wander

Funny

abyss watching dont get cocky why your hands stuffed in your pocky men and women look to rob me whether money or my soul, struggling lies to then uphold, sanctions act without decision- is you hear or is u gonE? fuk entitlement divided sin and all that bitter mockery we took or souls monopolies transmit for naked eyes to see fuck your MLM 3 pointed vat of new age stew claim that book to fix your indecision but its nothing new, hide behind your mental illnesses in time youll start to chew, fake ideas claim the rosters, top to host just plz dont shoot, carolina riding top down androgyne eschewed focus on your bitter titles, placed in boxes for the view. i got 50 dollars in my pocket ima buy me up a shoe then i hit the metal rocket had my brain in terms of few

Recount (uploadsync)

That Was Fun prod mordy's suixide & nickdonothing

bleep

reupload from the "$" ep
all credits go to the original artist countup 1000 aka eternity god @psythoness