Sadistik - Nowhere lyrics

I'm feeling so Jodorowsky today man

Someone inject me with the venom
From the jaws of iron, god-defyin'
They said I'm on the
Cross to die–Pontius Pilate
That's the judge jury, injury
There's no hung jury
Hungry for the bloodlust, so hush hush
I'm a pushover, it's a domino effect if you
Think it's a game I'll put
You collarbones in check
I need Bacardi Gold when I hear my cardio
A card'll go
Up my sleeve, walk into the carnival vámanos
A mi barrio sigue préndelo yo sobre todo
Adíos debase yeah my audios debase
But I don't need a language change
To explain they ape each other
All I see's orangutans
Bangers bang in the brain
It's all a sea of 808s
I'm from the state of rain, but
I don't reign my state, wait
I lost my mind
When I went searching for a soul tonight
I came up empty handed when I learnt to
Play a role and take it slow

I’m going slower frozen in a coma
I’m going nowhere i know it, I know it

When I'm 38 I hope I'm a special
Son-of-a-gun, jumpin' the gun so disheveled
Holdin' shovels, diggin' holes with roses
Settled with dumb hoes I used to know
But now those are echoes
In this Mariana Trench
Now I won't carry on the stench
Of the carry-on you're carrying at
Your very own request
You're a parasite in my eyes
A burial is next motherfucker
Hiding the monsters under covers
Undercover girl, cover up
Everyone's a shutterbug
And I'm so underground, I'm CHUD
Watch me make a puddle out your blood
Umbrellas up above (acid rain, dancer)
Plaster matter
Mask making Mad Hatter patterns
Breaking at an addict at his lowest
Point and full of opioids
A poster boy, ego destroyed
Or maybe that's just schadenfreude or
A shout to Freud, i'll take it slow

"November Graveyard"

So no dead men’s cries
Flower forget-me nots between the stones
Paving this grave ground here’s honest rot
To unpick the elaborate heart, pare bone
Free of the fictive vein
When one stark skeleton
Bulks real, all saints’ tongues fall quiet:
Flies watch no resurrections in the sun

Stare, stare till your eyes foist a vision
Dazzling on the wind:
Rave on the leash of the starving mind
The blank, untenanted air