Daniels Gone, Istasha - WATER DAMAGE NEVER SEEMED SO CRITICAL lyrics
[Daniels Gone, Istasha - WATER DAMAGE NEVER SEEMED SO CRITICAL lyrics]
Scratch My skin in the bone aisle
Expose my grid in a show trial
Teeth that wanna see me looking hostile
Lies but their grinding still Ringing
Through phone lines
Rolled up eyes looking back
Chummed to submission
Their vision still black
Bury the vesicles carrying
Any pathetic necessity, statue or effigy
Tired stained
Decay running out of venom
As arachnids on display
Test tube life still float on a stage
No Tensile limbs leave prints when they're
Forced out of shape
Blind empty
Prey
All the motherfuckers
And their shepards set astray
Hollow in their waste
Still depositing the plague
Burn the wild sheep and their hocks
Got em stuck in the fetlock
Function shift motoric slip
Noosed in sense losing grip
Bask in the world around the soiled ground
And pound on the grass that lets you shout
Bound to the stress that’ll make me pout
Its always loud
Too shroud, i can't see the way to out
Myself on account i think i’m a
Pussy or maybe i got some more
Hope left feeling empty in my chest
Bang bang like gorillas in their nest
I come from the burning sun
The burning lungs of some
Who they claim, the dirty ones cut gums
Chewing glass we know it's dumb
Like bugs to the flame we turn to dust
Dropped controller, fuck your oldest
You ain't the one, you not the boldest fuck
Outta luck, done lost your keys you shmuck
Locked outside the scary acres stuck
Expose my grid in a show trial
Teeth that wanna see me looking hostile
Lies but their grinding still Ringing
Through phone lines
Rolled up eyes looking back
Chummed to submission
Their vision still black
Bury the vesicles carrying
Any pathetic necessity, statue or effigy
Tired stained
Decay running out of venom
As arachnids on display
Test tube life still float on a stage
No Tensile limbs leave prints when they're
Forced out of shape
Blind empty
Prey
All the motherfuckers
And their shepards set astray
Hollow in their waste
Still depositing the plague
Burn the wild sheep and their hocks
Got em stuck in the fetlock
Function shift motoric slip
Noosed in sense losing grip
Bask in the world around the soiled ground
And pound on the grass that lets you shout
Bound to the stress that’ll make me pout
Its always loud
Too shroud, i can't see the way to out
Myself on account i think i’m a
Pussy or maybe i got some more
Hope left feeling empty in my chest
Bang bang like gorillas in their nest
I come from the burning sun
The burning lungs of some
Who they claim, the dirty ones cut gums
Chewing glass we know it's dumb
Like bugs to the flame we turn to dust
Dropped controller, fuck your oldest
You ain't the one, you not the boldest fuck
Outta luck, done lost your keys you shmuck
Locked outside the scary acres stuck