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Ahhh
Ahhh
Ahhh
Gx blunt force tactics
Let's go

I can't see nothing it's too dark
Open up my heart, it's so hard for me
Sometimes it's hard to breathe
Ghosts coming through the window so quietly

I been having violent dreams
I don't know why so much evil is inside of me
Is it me or just anxiety?
I don't like to think sometimes it frightens me

Mirror, mirror, look at the wall (woah)
I can hear the voices when they call (woah)
Spiders on the ceiling watch them crawl
They don't even listen when I talk

Vision is distorted
Modern warfare, laser on your forehead
Smoking ectoplasm, I'm contorted
Think I need an exorcism, this shit can get morbid

I can't see nothing it's too dark
Open up my heart, it's so hard for me
Sometimes it's hard to breathe
Ghosts coming through the window so quietly

I been having violent dreams
I don't know why so much evil is inside of me
Is it me or just anxiety?
I don't like to think sometimes it frightens me

Vision is distorted
Modern warfare, laser on your forehead
Smoking ectoplasm, I'm contorted
Think I need an exorcism, this shit can get morbid

Smoking on a blunt in the morning
Sick, twisted, horrid
Burn my skin, acid rain pouring
Fiends in the night, looking for some organs

Vision is distorted
Modern warfare, laser on your forehead
Smoking ectoplasm, I'm contorted
Think I need an exorcism, this shit can get morbid
Smoking on a blunt in the morning
Sick, twisted, horrid
Burn my skin, acid rain pouring
Fiends in the night, looking for some organs

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