High Res

(альбом: HACKER - 2018)

When it's a black night, I feel most alive
Multiply my fucking appetite, while I look to the sky
Smoke a blunt it keep my head right, and I sip my wine
I know you can feel the butterflies, all up in your spine

I might drag 'em 'round, I might drag you down
Deep down, through the underground
I can't let you out, can't let you in, leave you in-between
Limbo, where you drip slow, leave you with the leaves
R.I.P.? There's no fucking peace when you play with me

Body bag, you a body bag, get my money up
Leave you red, like a jolly man, tis the season, huh?
Smoke a blunt, and I blow the ash, but what's in my cup?
Anything, I sip everything, I don't give a fuck

Moving 'round, on my super bike, swerving super quick
Ghoulish sounds, wind is screaming loud, I'm not new to this
Cooling down, when I'm off the mic, turn me to a prince
Foolish how, peasants running up, put them in a ditch

I see everything, I hear everything
I just wanna live in peace, my mind ain't letting me
My thoughts giving them the creeps but I'm not talking scary things
If you want some scary things then we could let them thingies ring

Take a look inside my catalogue, and trace out everything
You will never be like me cause I don't feel like anything
Numb personified, my body cannot care 'bout anything
I could take my life today, but would that end my suffering?

My endless suffering (bitch)