Sadistik - Sad the Impaler lyrics
[Sadistik - Sad the Impaler lyrics]
Devils sing when I go to sleep
Enemies know it's open season
Cook dope for the dopamine
let ’em sleep in their coma kingdom
Devils sing when I go to sleep
Enemies know it's open season
Cook dope for the dopamine
Let 'em sleep in their coma kingdom
(Prxz Gin$eng)
I gotta knife in my pocket, wanna meet it?
I can paint it with some blood, wanna see it?
I’ll go abstract expressionist
I'm looking like The Exorcist
I bet their heads are spinnin' indefinitely
Like the devil's in 'em
Get sliced ‘til the gills in place
Inside, I'm like Gilles de Rais
It's night, I don't feel day rays
Gettin’ high, I can’t feel my face
Watch me fill these graves
I am Sad the Impaler in a forest of my past
Selves chanting my name
While these people wave goodbye
Always fannin' the flame
Looking peaceful but inside’s
Only acidic rain like it was cortisol
Endorphins pumpin' through my cortisone
A war's at home
So I score it like it's Morricone
The more I go in crowds
The more I grow agoraphobe
I know the more I glow up
Now the more I know I’m so alone
I could torch your home whenever
I'm in horror mode
A morbid tortured soul leavin'
Blood on the interstate
Doin' drugs off a dinner plate
‘til I drift away and say Au Revoir
I swallow pain like Ouroboros
Dead cops in my daydreams lately (Uh, huh)
They get shot when they make me angry
(Uh, huh) cement blocks if you step to me
Come get lost in the entropy rest in peace
Devils sing when I go to sleep
Enemies know it's open season
Cook dope for the dopamine
Let 'em sleep in their coma kingdom
Devils sing when I go to sleep
Enemies know it's open season
Cook dope for the dopamine
Let 'em sleep in their coma kingdom
Enemies know it's open season
Cook dope for the dopamine
let ’em sleep in their coma kingdom
Devils sing when I go to sleep
Enemies know it's open season
Cook dope for the dopamine
Let 'em sleep in their coma kingdom
(Prxz Gin$eng)
I gotta knife in my pocket, wanna meet it?
I can paint it with some blood, wanna see it?
I’ll go abstract expressionist
I'm looking like The Exorcist
I bet their heads are spinnin' indefinitely
Like the devil's in 'em
Get sliced ‘til the gills in place
Inside, I'm like Gilles de Rais
It's night, I don't feel day rays
Gettin’ high, I can’t feel my face
Watch me fill these graves
I am Sad the Impaler in a forest of my past
Selves chanting my name
While these people wave goodbye
Always fannin' the flame
Looking peaceful but inside’s
Only acidic rain like it was cortisol
Endorphins pumpin' through my cortisone
A war's at home
So I score it like it's Morricone
The more I go in crowds
The more I grow agoraphobe
I know the more I glow up
Now the more I know I’m so alone
I could torch your home whenever
I'm in horror mode
A morbid tortured soul leavin'
Blood on the interstate
Doin' drugs off a dinner plate
‘til I drift away and say Au Revoir
I swallow pain like Ouroboros
Dead cops in my daydreams lately (Uh, huh)
They get shot when they make me angry
(Uh, huh) cement blocks if you step to me
Come get lost in the entropy rest in peace
Devils sing when I go to sleep
Enemies know it's open season
Cook dope for the dopamine
Let 'em sleep in their coma kingdom
Devils sing when I go to sleep
Enemies know it's open season
Cook dope for the dopamine
Let 'em sleep in their coma kingdom