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asylum ! - ruzlxn lyrics

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[intro]
ahem
(i’m goth, emo)
(swingin’ at these thoughts inside my f*ckin’ head)
(i just wanna put it out, eat it with some f*ckin’ led)
(and they don’t give a f*ck unless you plead for death)
(i’m just tryna make a couple bands so i don’t fall in debt)

[hook]
f*ck, swingin’ at these thoughts inside my f*ckin’ head
i just wanna put it out, eat it with some f*ckin’ led
and they don’t give a f*ck unless you plead for death
i’m just tryna make a couple bands so i don’t fall in debt

[verse 1]
on tens, call me ben how i “ripjaw”
goin’ crazy in the pit b*tch, i’m p*ssed off
all i see is f*ckin’ red when i take off
i’m off the drugs but i really hatе this withdraw
f*cked up, b*tch i hate my face, b*tch i hatе this place
f*cked up, think that sh*t is laced, really need some sp*ce
i just keep on running in loops and this sh*t got me insane
i just need some grounding, displace me, really cannot explain
blood shot, red eyes, i’m the reaper
smoke pack, get mad off the reefer
too hot, head shot, cure the fever
can’t pick, can’t win, won’t do either
[bridge]
f*ck, swingin’ at these thoughts inside my f*ckin’ head
i just wanna put it out, eat it with some f*ckin’ led
and they don’t give a f*ck unless you plead for death
i’m just tryna make a couple bands so i don’t fall in debt

[verse 2]
mind f*cked, brain ache, got a migraine
drop that tab, p*ssy b*tch you cannot fight me
my mind dried out, need some visine
eat my hands if you really do not like me

[hook]
f*ck, swingin’ at these thoughts inside my f*ckin’ head
i just wanna put it out, eat it with some f*ckin’ led
and they don’t give a f*ck unless you plead for death
i’m just tryna make a couple bands so i don’t fall in debt

[outro]
(evil empire laughing all the way to the bank!)
on tens, call me ben how i “ripjaw”
goin’ crazy in the pit b*tch, i’m p*ssed off
all i see is f*ckin’ red when i take off
i’m off the drugs but i really hate this withdraw
f*cked up, b*tch i hate my face, b*tch i hate this place
f*cked up, think that sh*t is laced, really need some sp*ce
i just keep on running in loops and this sh*t got me insane
i just need some grounding, displace me, really cannot explain
blood shot, red eyes, i’m the reaper
smoke pack, get mad off the reefer
too hot, head shot, cure the fever
can’t pick, can’t win, won’t do either
(f*ck ruzlxn)

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