Just came back from a Lamaze class in, kinda hungry right now, no record this, f#ckin’ sweat, I’ll probably get over this, it’ll be alright, just came back from a dumpsite, yo, this sh#t secured
One way ticket to Hell, clutched by my cold spirit, Hell is close nearin’, I’ll shoot myself lyin’ down in the cellar so I’m low near it
Late July watchin’ for hours trollin’ hot weather, with binoculars, my skin stickin’ to the hot leather
I couldn’t stop the first time it’s like I cut off the noise, when I seen the life leave its eyes I climaxеd to my corduroys
Shit’s not funny, I lose sleep for this, blank faces deep in pits, ayo my mattress got scrеams in it
I piss my sheets and sh#t, chew Romance I believe in it, I keep her head in the freezer just so she keep the kiss
I get through this sh#t shortly I’m spittin’ piss poorly, active in witch orgies, I won’t make it to my mid-40s
Still self-mutilate, that’s off men-phile, my X-File, family excile, my parents are reptiles
Blood on Tex dolls, bled bile, trying to f#ck the dead while I’m dysfunctional erectile
My youth was a beautiful ways family dinner dates cuttin’ into a bloody steak trippin’ face, tryna keep it straight
I know what I write is obviously fantastical at times I’m so remote (what?)
So just know a lot of this rhymes a lot of this hits close to home
A lot of it’s lies a lot of it’s close to home… Alright let’s go get some lunch…
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Jakprogresso Lyrics – Clusters