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Sadistik

No New Friends

 

No New Friends


Little square tab turned blues light violet
I don't sell drugs just buy them, summon my lycan
Cracked glass luck of the Irish
Black mass none of us pious, try us
Teeth marks from the touch of my Midas
Reach hearts with a cut from a knife tip
Tight fists, typhus thoughts like a virus
Spread like a plague pay alms to your highness
Tatted death on the arms to remind them
Swallowed sunshine for the darkness inside
I got more cells than the stars in the sky
Guess I'm compartmentalized, excised
Crash talk test drive left limbs on the asphalt
Exhale gas head-trips from the capsules
That part, made abstract art
Out of blood puddles and the transplant parts

No new friends all just dust in the wind
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
Everything ugly nothing to give
Hands match blood on my lips

No new friends all just dust in the wind
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
Everything ugly nothing to give
Hands match blood on my lips

No new friends all just dust in the wind
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
Everything ugly nothing to give
Hands match blood on my lips

No new friends all just dust in the wind
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
Everything ugly nothing to give
Hands match blood on my lips

No new friends...

No friends better than the fake friends
Flowers always growing from my brainstem
Now I'm writing poems for the ravens
Cowards always showing that they're craven
Feelings on display for entertainment
Still I'm on a plain until I cave in
I'll give it all away until I'm vacant
Turn physical decay into a painting
I'm Heaven high get stoned, let the eyes red glow
Skin is like whetstone, send em my headstone
Glimmer shine gemstones, winter hides chest bone
Give em my flesh now, get in my Dead Zone
Let's go find a rose patch full of petrol
Let go sign ya toe tag with an XO
Exoskeleton repellent from the death toll
Sad the Impaler put the pale upon a bedpost

No new friends all just dust in the wind
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
Everything ugly nothing to give
Hands match blood on my lips

No new friends all just dust in the wind
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
Everything ugly nothing to give
Hands match blood on my lips

No new friends all just dust in the wind
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
Everything ugly nothing to give
Hands match blood on my lips

No new friends all just dust in the wind
Dead cells set sail gusts on my skin
Everything ugly nothing to give
Hands match blood on my lips

No new friends...

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