Feel the bullets go across my chest
No need for a question
Let me explain the rest
They were aiming for my friend
But they aim ain’t the best
Now it’s killing me to know
What the f#ck is coming next
Now that it’s over I’ll do it again
And I’m popping prescriptions I don’t see an end
And I’m hanging with spirits they call me a fiend
And don’t ask me for money you know I don’t lend
Load up the Glock and I aim at my head
Look at the clock and I count down my end
So sorry to most and I send the last text
I don’t gotta peer far to find something to spit about
Everywhere I look I see a pain;
Feeling like I’m turning all my wheels in the middle of a muddy drought
And I will nеver live to see the rain
Feeling likе I
Can’t move
No drink soothes
All the pain locked up in all my valves and tubes
I don’t beckon for the privilege of silence
I beckon for the right to break it
I wanna be loud
I wanna break out of choking shroud
But dead are the days when the only witnesses to your yell were the stream and cloud
Guess I’ll have to bite the bullet;
Guess I’ll have to bleed in a land that rejects me
For the slight likelihood
I’ll get a chance to do it
Sinking all my heart’s devotion
Into craft’s deep ocean
Clawing iron corset
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Meraki x Gökotta Lyrics – What’s Coming