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Lord Gasp - GODLIKE Lyrics



Lord Gasp - GODLIKE Lyrics




I'm a
Savage
Cold killer, call me Guts
When I'm gonn' ravage
Knock knock ima drop em like they acid
Yeah motherf*cker i'm a f*cking maverick
A godlike creature painting on his canvas
F*cked up, I could move the planets
Pipe up stupid you gonn' end up in a casket
F*ck with my convictions and I swear I go berserk
Baby you're my Casca come and top me like a bird

You can laugh cuz I prefer to live a life of my own
And I feel it there's a presence getting closer to home
It's a omen, it's that feeling when you're out of your zone
When you're talking to yourself but are you really alone?

And it's piling up and piling up, and on and on
IIcould snap at any moment I'll be snapping their arms
Ugh, there's no point in living
If I can't let em know
I'll be more alive than ever when i'm breaking their bones

I can't pop pills no i can't puff nada
Im so anxious (Pass me my inhaler)
I can't stop wondering will the pain stop?
Brain gets sicker, contemplating on pullin the trigga

Ive been waiting for something to happen
I'm running around with a rope on my neck
On my way to be something
They never believed I'm a god of my own
I'm a savage You're awaking maniacal thoughts
Ima throw all your parts after ripping em fast
Like an animal busting your head open
Blood on the bat and there' no coming back

Non stop
Working on my desktop
Burning my own skin
Just to show em what i'm made of

I'm a
Savage
Cold killer, call me Guts
When I'm gonn' ravage
Knock knock ima drop em like they acid
Yeah motherf*cker i'm a f*cking maverick
A godlike creature painting on his canvas
F*cked up, I could move the planets
Pipe up stupid you gonn' end up in a casket
F*ck with my convictions and I swear I go berserk
Baby you're my Casca come and top me like a bird
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I'm a
Savage
Cold killer, call me Guts
When I'm gonn' ravage
Knock knock ima drop em like they acid
Yeah motherf*cker i'm a f*cking maverick
A godlike creature painting on his canvas
F*cked up, I could move the planets
Pipe up stupid you gonn' end up in a casket
F*ck with my convictions and I swear I go berserk
Baby you're my Casca come and top me like a bird

You can laugh cuz I prefer to live a life of my own
And I feel it there's a presence getting closer to home
It's a omen, it's that feeling when you're out of your zone
When you're talking to yourself but are you really alone?

And it's piling up and piling up, and on and on
IIcould snap at any moment I'll be snapping their arms
Ugh, there's no point in living
If I can't let em know
I'll be more alive than ever when i'm breaking their bones

I can't pop pills no i can't puff nada
Im so anxious (Pass me my inhaler)
I can't stop wondering will the pain stop?
Brain gets sicker, contemplating on pullin the trigga

Ive been waiting for something to happen
I'm running around with a rope on my neck
On my way to be something
They never believed I'm a god of my own
I'm a savage You're awaking maniacal thoughts
Ima throw all your parts after ripping em fast
Like an animal busting your head open
Blood on the bat and there' no coming back

Non stop
Working on my desktop
Burning my own skin
Just to show em what i'm made of

I'm a
Savage
Cold killer, call me Guts
When I'm gonn' ravage
Knock knock ima drop em like they acid
Yeah motherf*cker i'm a f*cking maverick
A godlike creature painting on his canvas
F*cked up, I could move the planets
Pipe up stupid you gonn' end up in a casket
F*ck with my convictions and I swear I go berserk
Baby you're my Casca come and top me like a bird
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Writer: Tristan Lafleur-Sabourin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Identity Music Ltd

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Performed By: Lord Gasp
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Tristan Lafleur-Sabourin

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