(Verse 1)
Fluids - left, right, center, pen ink on a letter
Nose blood on a tenner
Right and every other member passed out from a bender, bitch
Mixing up the sheets a cocktail full of sinners, bitch
No leads, no feeds, no seeds in the mind of the seers and peekers we keeping words on the other side of teeth with the tongue locked up
In and out of dreams while the mix top-up
Staring at the ceiling with the roof ripped up
I got zero fucking interest in the bodies with the pulse hitting zilch with the stars bleeding bright in the milk
Muscle in the chest, no flex left with it
Pumping last feelings, no plan next with it
Bad cooks on the loose filling spoons, no shit
Last dying breath, fucking killed by a prick, man, shoot
Fluids - left, right, center, pen ink on a letter
Nose blood on a tenner
Right and every other member passed out from a bender, bitch
Mixing up the sheets a cocktail full of sinners, bitch
No leads, no feeds, no seeds in the mind of the seers and peekers we keeping words on the other side of teeth with the tongue locked up
In and out of dreams while the mix top-up
Staring at the ceiling with the roof ripped up
I got zero fucking interest in the bodies with the pulse hitting zilch with the stars bleeding bright in the milk
Muscle in the chest, no flex left with it
Pumping last feelings, no plan next with it
Bad cooks on the loose filling spoons, no shit
Last dying breath, fucking killed by a prick, man, shoot
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