Death Grips - Billy Not Really lyrics
[Death Grips - Billy Not Really lyrics]
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
All my palm lines running, stretching
'Cross my palm like blind cross etching
Palm mummified chimera filming
Bronze my palm now, all brown palm now
Visit's some medium, won't come near me
Treats me like a meteor, she scares me
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy
Billy, not really, yo, raw
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy
Not really, yo, oi, yo, amnesia
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy
Billy, not really, yo, raw
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy
Not really, yo, oi, yo, amnesia
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
Every movement after sudden movement
Déjà vu abductee sucky sucky
Sticky psyche touching so many sensory
Dripping, dripping, dripping, splashing
Splashing happening
Already, now, now, Billy, not really
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
Amnesia yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy
Billy, not really, yo, raw
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy
Not really, yo, oi, yo, amnesia
I man tsunami feral
Get barreled in other worlds
No hand in sea of pearls
Buried in frozen Jheri curls
I man Herzog shooting solitaire (taire)
No hands, savoir nova shaka glare
Zulu somnambulist lair
Flick of my wrist ouh, shit, ouh, awhoo shit
Phantom lix crude lix, I man island exclusive
Flick of my wrist ouh, shit, ouh, awhoo shit
Flick of my wrist awe shit, aww, I'm not shit
She tune in telly through your
Shriveled button pressed jaundice yellow
She's your experience, you're her experiment
Her vox limbo fine print in
Obese sharpie so sorry falsetto
You're her experiment, she's your experience
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
All my palm lines running, stretching
'Cross my palm like blind cross etching
Palm mummified chimera filming
Bronze my palm now, all brown palm now
Visit's some medium, won't come near me
Treats me like a meteor, she scares me
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy
Billy, not really, yo, raw
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy
Not really, yo, oi, yo, amnesia
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy
Billy, not really, yo, raw
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy
Not really, yo, oi, yo, amnesia
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
Every movement after sudden movement
Déjà vu abductee sucky sucky
Sticky psyche touching so many sensory
Dripping, dripping, dripping, splashing
Splashing happening
Already, now, now, Billy, not really
Oh, why me, why me, oh, I mean, oh, why me
Don't see why I need all these hands
Can't stand by these
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
My bony, now, now, Billy, not really
Amnesia yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy
Billy, not really, yo, raw
Yo, oi, yo, ouh, aww, Billy, Billy
Not really, yo, oi, yo, amnesia
I man tsunami feral
Get barreled in other worlds
No hand in sea of pearls
Buried in frozen Jheri curls
I man Herzog shooting solitaire (taire)
No hands, savoir nova shaka glare
Zulu somnambulist lair
Flick of my wrist ouh, shit, ouh, awhoo shit
Phantom lix crude lix, I man island exclusive
Flick of my wrist ouh, shit, ouh, awhoo shit
Flick of my wrist awe shit, aww, I'm not shit
She tune in telly through your
Shriveled button pressed jaundice yellow
She's your experience, you're her experiment
Her vox limbo fine print in
Obese sharpie so sorry falsetto
You're her experiment, she's your experience