Candles on Fire!

Can't You See?

Burnin Bridges / Long Day (ft. IDK)

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More Than Mine

THERAPY

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produced by aries, ramzoid, pharaoh vice & wyatt otis

CABIN FEVER

MONEY IN THE MAIL - Wes Patrick

mdma keeps the doctor away

[Intro]
Raise your glass… yeah, toast to the wicked.  
History’s written by the ones who twist it.  

[Hook]  
Wretched souls (hah!), dance in gold (skrrt!)  
Evil’s evil, don’t matter what you told (nah!)  
Winners write lies, carve stone in the scrolls (uh!)  
Truth gets buried, but the blood still shows. (graaah!)  
Wretched souls (hah!), dance in gold (woo!)  
Evil’s evil, don’t matter what you sold (nah!)  
Call it a crown, but it weighs like chains (chains!)  
Toast to your sins while the victim remains.  

[Verse 1]  
Polished the pain, turned a grave to a statue,  
Frame the betrayal, let the lie outlast you.  
Sip from the chalice, poison tastes sweet,  
Still it’s venom in the veins when the fangs repeat.  
Claim “my evil ain’t as evil” — but fuck that logic,  
A demon in a suit still a demon, it’s toxic.  
Winners scribble history, losers disappear,  
But the ghosts in the crowd still whisper in your ear.  
(facts, да skrrt)  

[Hook]  
Wretched souls (hah!), dance in gold (skrrt!)  
Evil’s evil, don’t matter what you told (nah)  
Winners write lies, carve stone in the scrolls (uh)  
Truth gets buried, but the blood still shows. (gra)

[Verse 2]  
Celebrate sin like a victory parade,  
Shade thrown bright, still the light decays.  
False kings toast while the children starve,  
Write their gospel in the ink of the scars.  
A crown on your head don’t absolve your crimes,  
It just shines in the dark where the serpent hides. (hides)
You say lesser evil? — that scale’s a fraud,(fraud)  
Cause the devil never bargains when you sign with God.  
(law law ,whoa nah)  

[Bridge]  
Raise your glass — toast the lies, 
toast the lies(toast!)  
History’s ink, truth denied. (denied)  
All your sins — multiply, (graaah!)  
Evil is evil — can’t divide. (no way!)  

[Final Hook]  
Wretched souls (hah!), dance in gold (woo!)  (brrrt)
Evil’s evil, don’t matter what you told (nah)  
Winners write lies, carve stone in the scrolls (uh)  
Truth gets buried, but the blood still shows. (graaah!)  
Wretched souls (hah!), dance in gold (skrrt!)  
Evil’s evil, don’t matter what you told (nah)  
Call it a crown, but it weighs like chains (chains)  
Toast to your sins while the victim remains.  

[Outro]  
History remembers the victors…  
But the blood remembers the truth.

Wretched Souls

Candles on Fire!

Quadeca