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City Morgue

PEELING SCABS

 

PEELING SCABS

(album: City Morgue Vol. 2: As Good As Dead - 2019)


Yeah

You will never see me (Okay)
Walk away from the grave I made (Wassup?)
Just know life isn't easy (Okay)
Made my fair share of mistakes (Wassup?)
And I sat in the back seat (Okay)
Hoping that I'd be replaced (Wassup?)
Hoping someone would meet me (Okay)
Just meet me on the halfway (Wassup?)
Grandma wanted to see me (Huh?)
But she never got to see my face (Huh?)
Before she passed, I was out with my so-called friends (Huh?)
In the end, was it worth her sake (Huh?)
Or did she die to resurrect again?
I play the songs to paint the view (Okay)
Life is just a horror movie, how it eats away at you (Yeah!)

Eats away at you, eats away at you
Eats away at you, eats away at you
Eats away at you, eats away at you
Eats away at you, eats away at you
Eats away at you, eats away at you
Eats away at you, eats away at you
Eats away at you, eats away at you (Sleezy)

Heard you on your knees every day, praying that I'm dead (Fuck outta here)
Mama don't understand but this the way that I live (No-no)
Feel like we're running out of luck in a grave or the feds (Yeah)
Did my dirt and now I gotta lay in my bed (Mula)
It's do-or-die (Boom) or you and I (Boom-boom)
I don't care about going back to jail, I'm institutionalized (No-no)
Had the lawyer money ready, stacked since June-July (Mula)
Hunnid K bail even though I know it's suicide (Sleezy)
I'm back to my old ways, they want me crucified (Bitch)
Fuck the system 'cause I'm a jail baby (Sleezy)
Thirty-eight shell brazy (Boom-boom), on my way to Hell, baby
Ain't no way in Hell could save me (No-no)
Probably smoking Ls with Hades (Sleezy)

Sleezy, Sleezy
Sleezy, Sleezy
Sleezy, Sleezy
Sleezy, Sleezy
Sleezy, Sleezy
Sleezy, Sleezy
Sleezy

done

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