Lurch.Lung (feat. Witchouse 40k) - Grim Salvo/Witchouse 40k.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Spencer Linn/Patrick Jobe/Riley Amend
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Spencer Linn/Patrick Jobe/Jeremy Klein
[00:12.526]It's all bad
[00:13.137]It's all bad
[00:13.933]Gonna—gonna make you reap
[00:15.127]Godheads on the rack (Yeah)
[00:17.583]Got a fiend within me
[00:19.002]It'll feast on the genes of the queen
[00:21.188]Where I live is where I bleed
[00:23.707]It's all bad
[00:24.681]It's all bad
[00:25.548]Gonna—gonna make you reap
[00:27.017]Godheads on the rack
[00:29.050]Got a fiend within me
[00:30.409]It'll feast on the genes of the queen
[00:32.605]Where I live is where I bleed (Yeah)
[00:34.900]That methanal makes the mantis operational
[00:37.005]Indigo mathematics, broken acid god insatiable
[00:41.452]Pleasе don't be silent
[00:43.373]I call that bizarro onomatopoeia for cliеnts
[00:46.296]I disguise my design in the pines
[00:48.654]I try and survive to 45 mime surprise for the plain eyes
[00:51.989]My old teeth I divide your demise for the site
[00:55.171]At the site
[00:56.113]Gotta—gotta feed him for the
[00:57.772]Cytoplasmic battery, witness the death of gravity
[01:00.274]Everyone I see: delete, black eyes bleeding my agony
[01:03.315]Night, day, night, pray caught in the midnight
[01:06.222]Moonlight
[01:07.017]Savory prey I flay up to two times
[01:09.007]So hail the cheddar shepherd, feed the spider
[01:11.257]Rip the neck off little lobotomized broken lepers
[01:13.826]Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
[01:17.481]Breathing the filth in, reminiscent of better times
[01:20.722]Reaching for the light
[01:23.005]I got a feeling that it's stuck inside you
[01:26.563]I don't care what anyone thinks
[01:29.100]I've got to pull it out
[01:31.235]"She's bleeding"
[01:32.513]Superhuman senses
[01:34.483]I can smell the roses, iron fences
[01:38.177]I don't care what anyone thinks
[01:40.569]I've got to save the world
[01:43.899]My initiation got me screaming trees, butt naked
[01:47.504]Staring down the white horizon, eyes vacant
[01:50.053]You can find me in the pantheon chewing on the idle faces
[01:53.055]Stone gazes
[01:53.851]Chilling in the high places
[01:55.742]Dummy dust, dummy love
[01:57.252]Bloody cuffs, bloody hug
[01:58.602]Gimme neck, gimme lung
[02:00.122]Cutting checks, cutting tongue
[02:02.487]I'm lurking with the steak knife
[02:04.212]Surgery to space flight
[02:05.595]Bodies by the wayside
[02:07.091]Ooh
[02:10.571]"Show—show me the"
[02:12.561]"It's like PCP"
[02:14.871]"Yeah, that's PCP you might wanna take 'em"
[02:17.736]"Ya know what I'm sayin'?"
[02:18.532]Smoking on wood 'til I feel like a cabin
[02:21.273]I'm rollin' extendos, my Glock full of habits
[02:24.047]I've got a hundred round drum in my jacket
[02:26.692]Might crack at your skull, fill you up with some lead like a basket
[02:30.743]Bali when I mask it
[02:32.091]Shawty full of acid
[02:33.594]Roll it, never pass it and I'm smoking all the gases
[02:36.671]Put you in a casket, and light it with matches
[02:39.339]Blood all on your gut, from the hollow in your passions
[02:41.621]Cut you with that stainless but hit you with that rusty chrome
[02:44.426]I ain't ever living painless, my past is full of ghosts
[02:47.790]Ayy, I'm a rock star not a ghost
[02:50.323]Ten holes from the shotty, bullets in my soul
[02:53.176]Said, **** your set
[02:54.160]AR, got the weapon to your vest
[02:56.463]Like investments
[02:57.433]When I'm flipping checks
[02:58.539]Watch me flex
[02:59.335]I'm a spirit, suck me like a cigarette
[03:01.399]I've got chains now
[03:02.519]Covering all the tats up on my neck
[03:16.254]Reaching for the light
[03:18.181]I got a feeling that it's stuck inside you
[03:21.627]Yeah, millipedes in the weeds
[03:23.220]Gold teeth on my cavities
[03:24.414]Where I live is where I go bleed
[03:25.608]What I see, can I witness the death of gravity?
[03:28.073]Superhuman senses
[03:30.107]I can smell the roses, iron fences
[03:33.413]Gold teeth on my cavities
[03:34.909]Yes, I am Pluto actually
[03:36.372]I don't murder for me, it's deliverance from your agony
[03:39.199]Reaching for the light OH
[03:42.474]—feeling that it's stuck inside you
[03:44.522]Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
[03:48.145]Breathing the filth in, reminiscent of better times
[03:51.041]On the gang!

文本歌词

作词 : Spencer Linn/Patrick Jobe/Riley Amend
作曲 : Spencer Linn/Patrick Jobe/Jeremy Klein
It's all bad
It's all bad
Gonna—gonna make you reap
Godheads on the rack (Yeah)
Got a fiend within me
It'll feast on the genes of the queen
Where I live is where I bleed
It's all bad
It's all bad
Gonna—gonna make you reap
Godheads on the rack
Got a fiend within me
It'll feast on the genes of the queen
Where I live is where I bleed (Yeah)
That methanal makes the mantis operational
Indigo mathematics, broken acid god insatiable
Pleasе don't be silent
I call that bizarro onomatopoeia for cliеnts
I disguise my design in the pines
I try and survive to 45 mime surprise for the plain eyes
My old teeth I divide your demise for the site
At the site
Gotta—gotta feed him for the
Cytoplasmic battery, witness the death of gravity
Everyone I see: delete, black eyes bleeding my agony
Night, day, night, pray caught in the midnight
Moonlight
Savory prey I flay up to two times
So hail the cheddar shepherd, feed the spider
Rip the neck off little lobotomized broken lepers
Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
Breathing the filth in, reminiscent of better times
Reaching for the light
I got a feeling that it's stuck inside you
I don't care what anyone thinks
I've got to pull it out
"She's bleeding"
Superhuman senses
I can smell the roses, iron fences
I don't care what anyone thinks
I've got to save the world
My initiation got me screaming trees, butt naked
Staring down the white horizon, eyes vacant
You can find me in the pantheon chewing on the idle faces
Stone gazes
Chilling in the high places
Dummy dust, dummy love
Bloody cuffs, bloody hug
Gimme neck, gimme lung
Cutting checks, cutting tongue
I'm lurking with the steak knife
Surgery to space flight
Bodies by the wayside
Ooh
"Show—show me the"
"It's like PCP"
"Yeah, that's PCP you might wanna take 'em"
"Ya know what I'm sayin'?"
Smoking on wood 'til I feel like a cabin
I'm rollin' extendos, my Glock full of habits
I've got a hundred round drum in my jacket
Might crack at your skull, fill you up with some lead like a basket
Bali when I mask it
Shawty full of acid
Roll it, never pass it and I'm smoking all the gases
Put you in a casket, and light it with matches
Blood all on your gut, from the hollow in your passions
Cut you with that stainless but hit you with that rusty chrome
I ain't ever living painless, my past is full of ghosts
Ayy, I'm a rock star not a ghost
Ten holes from the shotty, bullets in my soul
Said, **** your set
AR, got the weapon to your vest
Like investments
When I'm flipping checks
Watch me flex
I'm a spirit, suck me like a cigarette
I've got chains now
Covering all the tats up on my neck
Reaching for the light
I got a feeling that it's stuck inside you
Yeah, millipedes in the weeds
Gold teeth on my cavities
Where I live is where I go bleed
What I see, can I witness the death of gravity?
Superhuman senses
I can smell the roses, iron fences
Gold teeth on my cavities
Yes, I am Pluto actually
I don't murder for me, it's deliverance from your agony
Reaching for the light OH
—feeling that it's stuck inside you
Lurching about in the land of the water coma cannibal crimes
Breathing the filth in, reminiscent of better times
On the gang!