"paranoia agent" lyrics
Savage Ga$p, Lil Darkie & KAMAARA Lyrics
Get the fuck out of this haunted house
Hate myself, I prolly do deserve to rot in hell
Got a few loose screws to drill 'em all in you
'Cause lately, "Don't give a fuck," is just really all that I do
Dark truths soaked in white lies, you don't realise
Glock 9 thud like alpine, make 'em flatline
Every man for their damn self 'til we all die
Outside in the street light, watch you sleep tight (Perfection)
Hate yourself, black boots, Doc Martens and Ricks too
Alt music and rap tunes, metal hardcore tracks
Blew out my headphones and my ear drums
Fuck loving god, I wanna fear one
I get so high that sometimes, I get paranoid, did you hear something? Yeah
Cover yourself in Vaseline, then secondly in gasoline
Snort some crushed amphetamines and eat benzodiazepines
Pick a place with families to maximise the casualties
Do not attempt what I'm saying, this is an analogy
They'll put you on a magazine for fucking up so massively
You hate yourself 'cause you have trouble embracing reality
This life is a duality of love and brutality
I'd rather focus on my salary and counting up my calories
Hate yourself, do drugs, kill yourself, step on a bug
Crush his body into the rug, I don't think he's getting up
Do you understand irony? Do you not understand the joke?
I'd rather live my life for me, than hate myself until I go
A lot of thoughts on my brain that I can't think about it
So many chemicals in my head, I can't find the balance
You seek acceptance from faceless faces for social status
The internet's just a chalice, you drink it by the gallons
Hate myself, I prolly do deserve to rot in hell
Got a few loose screws to drill 'em all in you
'Cause lately, "Don't give a fuck," is just really all that I do
Dark truths soaked in white lies, you don't realise
Glock 9 thud like alpine, make 'em flatline
Every man for their damn self 'til we all die
Outside in the street light, watch you sleep tight (Revenge)
Blood drippin' like rain, stickin' to your nose ring
Vampire goth bitch sniffing cocaine
When I look into your eyes, I can only see pain
But shooters shoot shots, Sol, click it back, bang (Yeah, yeah)
I feel like Zabuza, fuck with my time, I might chop you
If you are not running some top, I might block you
I cannot kick it with you like soccer, I'm like Brock
If an opp want his One's, I'm onix, I might rock you
Out standing in the field like motherfuckin' scarecrow
Warped thotting, only fucking with the bands
And I can promise God will forgive but I can't
You should watch out for my homies in masks, look like KAM
Or alternatively I could get the bag while you garner pity
Armour piercing, sleepy hollow, hollow tips, the haunted blicky
Blood is sticky, sticking to my Ricks, I'm sick of stomping
In the faces of my enemies, my spirit gun is poppin' like a—
Gat that rat-at-at
I smoke that kush until I yack
I get the racks like dry cleaners in the back
Dark truths soaked in white lies, you don't realise
Glock 9 thud like alpine, make 'em flatline
Every man for their damn self 'til we all die
Outside in the street light, watch you sleep tight (Revenge)
Hate myself, I prolly do deserve to rot in hell
Got a few loose screws to drill 'em all in you
'Cause lately, "Don't give a fuck," is just really all that I do
Dark truths soaked in white lies, you don't realise
Glock 9 thud like alpine, make 'em flatline
Every man for their damn self 'til we all die
Outside in the street light, watch you sleep tight (Perfection)
Hate yourself, black boots, Doc Martens and Ricks too
Alt music and rap tunes, metal hardcore tracks
Blew out my headphones and my ear drums
Fuck loving god, I wanna fear one
I get so high that sometimes, I get paranoid, did you hear something? Yeah
Cover yourself in Vaseline, then secondly in gasoline
Snort some crushed amphetamines and eat benzodiazepines
Pick a place with families to maximise the casualties
Do not attempt what I'm saying, this is an analogy
They'll put you on a magazine for fucking up so massively
You hate yourself 'cause you have trouble embracing reality
This life is a duality of love and brutality
I'd rather focus on my salary and counting up my calories
Hate yourself, do drugs, kill yourself, step on a bug
Crush his body into the rug, I don't think he's getting up
Do you understand irony? Do you not understand the joke?
I'd rather live my life for me, than hate myself until I go
A lot of thoughts on my brain that I can't think about it
So many chemicals in my head, I can't find the balance
You seek acceptance from faceless faces for social status
The internet's just a chalice, you drink it by the gallons
Hate myself, I prolly do deserve to rot in hell
Got a few loose screws to drill 'em all in you
'Cause lately, "Don't give a fuck," is just really all that I do
Dark truths soaked in white lies, you don't realise
Glock 9 thud like alpine, make 'em flatline
Every man for their damn self 'til we all die
Outside in the street light, watch you sleep tight (Revenge)
Blood drippin' like rain, stickin' to your nose ring
Vampire goth bitch sniffing cocaine
When I look into your eyes, I can only see pain
But shooters shoot shots, Sol, click it back, bang (Yeah, yeah)
I feel like Zabuza, fuck with my time, I might chop you
If you are not running some top, I might block you
I cannot kick it with you like soccer, I'm like Brock
If an opp want his One's, I'm onix, I might rock you
Out standing in the field like motherfuckin' scarecrow
Warped thotting, only fucking with the bands
And I can promise God will forgive but I can't
You should watch out for my homies in masks, look like KAM
Or alternatively I could get the bag while you garner pity
Armour piercing, sleepy hollow, hollow tips, the haunted blicky
Blood is sticky, sticking to my Ricks, I'm sick of stomping
In the faces of my enemies, my spirit gun is poppin' like a—
Gat that rat-at-at
I smoke that kush until I yack
I get the racks like dry cleaners in the back
Dark truths soaked in white lies, you don't realise
Glock 9 thud like alpine, make 'em flatline
Every man for their damn self 'til we all die
Outside in the street light, watch you sleep tight (Revenge)
Writer(s): Gaspare Magaddino Iv
