Sniffin on a shotgun rose
Exhaling from my lips and breathing back into my nose
We smoke into a tomb, some ghosts arose
We're leaning back to risk nobody knows the glow
I watch a lady, spectacles take form inside the sheets
The shadows dance upon the walls from taxi on the streets
The window curtains breathing in and out as sirens swell
I hear the helicopters chop outside (?)
I'm getting shivers from this spooky girl
As the vibes play down my spine to make my toes and fingers curl
Oh girl
My vision like a full moon blinking through a foggy night
Well how much is the bones and branches, (?)
Got spleef and the lights are down low
Now put some put some honey on the bone and smoke it slow (smoke it slow)
Blunts is filled with angel dust
Paraphilias, manias
One trip to my chamber and your death is instantanious
Structures made from human sweat, they crumble all around me
Stripped of all my features, I'm impressed the creature found me
Ratchet my profession
Paid to watch the cars crash
Snorel with the fangtooth
Shorty got a back arch
Black plooms billow out my lips into her black heart
Brag about the carcasses I harvest in my backyard
Black cube hanging on my chain that's the talisman
Lighting up the room, halogen, I'm acting foul again
Travel, see these motions, filthy temples, no direction
To get to convalescence you must mingle with infection

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