LORD DISTORTION, BRUXISM - RUST BUCKET lyrics

Nothing left to save you from
Wrath of all your Karma
Drill inside your head
Injecting poison like I'm dhalmer
You so fucking stupid that you
Make me wanna vomit call it what you wanna
Call it that’s a promise no!
I've had enough! Fuck!
I just wanna see you fucking rot ahh
No! I've had enough!
Fuck you don’t talk to me don't trust you
Fuck you
I could really do without it promise
Will you just do me a solid
And think about it just honestly
Why the fuck are you constantly
So obsessed with apologies
Why you wanna be wannabes
Wanna another commodity
Just to feed your economy
Bitch I'm sick of it
All your little rules and your polices
From the dirt you came to the dirt you go
Get down motherfucker down it's
About to blow

Got my Face down
In a pile of the mufukin gears
Put your key board down
And the virus in the sphere
Artificial ain't no vitamins and minerals
That Big shot on him in
The vitals and it's critical

Dirt cogging bitch i Put computers
On the earth's sockets curb stomping
Industry them analytics skyrocket
Eyes on the pipe crack synthesized
To cybotics stem cells
Screeching
For the pleasures hold the mind hostage

Got tracks around the scene but they
Can never get a placement
Ever been a thing sowe gon
Bring it to the basics
Grinding on my teeth until
My jaw becoming vacant
Take away his image and he feeling very naked

Dirty slimy piece of all the
Garbage and the sewer
Cucka build up cock it back and
Hit the longest for the viewer
Users flocking to the surface put the
Croc up in the cooter
Shoulda coulda woulda boy we
Scoffing at the loser

Get down in the dirt bitch face your time
You gotta drown in your thirst to
Find your way to the light
Hopping out of this earth
To find his way to the light

You have no one bitch you having nothing
Please don't you show up
Get from out the cut g
Please fuck your tone up
You ain't ever pleasing
Me, make him throw up
Punt him out the fucking scene