Credits
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Death Grips
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Death Grips
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Death Grips
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John Greenham
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My stone wall, it's on, dog gaze duct-taped to the ceiling
Stucco cave make me illi okay, okay, feel me
I'm in an eight-high abandoned building
No daylight, one midnight lamp lit twenty-four, seven
Murdered out windows, two exits
Street or nosedive to the next life in seconds
And suicide ain't my stallion, so I'm surrounded
Geiger counter it, not goin' out, shit's 'bout to get kamikaze
Fuck a Nazi
[Verse 2]
When the world comes knocking
Fuck the world, fuck this body
Know it won't be long now
Feel my nerves wet my brow
Mood in my tomb, red moon heavy
Sling jaw shot out the window and yell, "Come up and get me"
[Verse 3]
I'm epiphanic amnesia
I'm in Jimmy Page's castle
I'm off the planet, echo astral
Vinyl lasso, the Sacto asshole
I'm not down for anything
Fuck around and say anything
[Verse 4]
My stone wall, it's on, dog gaze duct-taped to the ceiling
Stucco cave make me illi okay, okay, feel me
I'm in an eight-high abandoned building
No daylight, one midnight lamp lit twenty-four, seven
Murdered out windows, two exits
Street or nosedive to the next life in seconds
And suicide ain't my stallion, so I'm surrounded
Geiger counter it, not goin' out, shit's 'bout to get kamikaze
Fuck a Nazi
[Verse 5]
Come up and get me
My life as a fuck
Ain't one thing I don't hate
Tell me my time's almost up
I will say, "I can't wait"
Put your gun to my head
I'll blow smoke in your face
Think you got what it takes?
Come up and get me
[Verse 6]
Can't tell, hell in my head, thirteenth bell, am I dead
Or in asylum? Pill forced fed, lyin' to myself all by myself
Strapped down to my bed
Tongue cut out the mouth of reason and chucked off the river's edge
Think fast is it tear gas or fear masked by figments
Of my fragmented mind, who's my enemy, them or me?
Step to me and you'll die, grand delusions magnified
Fuck the truth, wastes my time, it's all good, bet, what's that?
Footsteps on the stairs, never could rest, they're always there
Who are they? I don't care, I just know they're tryin' to X me
Give a fuck, come up and get me
Written by: Death Grips