MIASMA

I don't do friends
I do family YOU BITCHES
I'm plagued by psychosis
I'm broken like the [?]
When I'm buried
Yeah I'll make my casket [?]
So my soul can seep out the gaps
And seek pain back from these sinners
YEAH
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Swipe away your corny ass
Go cup it up and run away [?]
It's common place to feel [?] in your skin
And the tar running ladders on you bitches now a fan
It's unfortunate
Slit your wrist but cover up the mess you made
Get the clique, hit a lick, stuff it [?]
No [?]
It's no problem boy, just dodge them
Stop expecting the impossible and drop us at the bottom
This is fucked
I shouldn't please myself with vengeance
My soul is exacerbated
The pressure feel [?]
Got carsinegins burning round me [?]
I'm sensitive to negative energy im nurotic
I should chill out with the flow switch
Kick the dust and run in [?]
20 rounds left in the magazine
[?] top it off with Listerine
Yeah, I don't worship satan .. bitch I am him
I see your wrinkles formin', but I'm stayin' [?]
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