Lyrics DYSTOPIA_OF_OPIATES!019 - Eric North

DYSTOPIA_OF_OPIATES!019

RIOT_ANGEL
TERR9R
The globe is gonna shatter and I’m pulling out my hair
Clean your fucking allegations, it’s not like you even care
I’ve had to scream for many years for you to be aware
It’s too late, it’s time for mass destruction, blowing up the air
Blow it up, blow it up, give it a tummy tuck
I’ma rush on the drugs, sadly, it’s fun as fuck
Ketamine, 'phetamine, which would you rather seek?
It doesn’t matter, we’re hooked onto better things
Bitch, when I talk, you listen
My body glistens for the global eviction
Baby, grow a wing and we can fly to the utopia
The world we tried to build has turned to a dystopia of opiates
Blow it up, blow it up, give it a tummy tuck
I’ma rush on the drugs, sadly, it’s fun as fuck
Ketamine, 'phetamine, which would you rather seek?
It doesn’t matter, we’re hooked onto better things
Blow it up, blow it up
Bitch, I said blow it up
Blow it up, blow it up
Bitch, I said blow it up
Blow it up, blow it up
Bitch, I said blow it up
Blow it up, blow it up
Bitch, I said blow it up
I feel crazy in these places, they just want me dead
She dancing naked, trading places with her cigarette
The spell is working
They wrote my life in cursive
Fancy bitches, fancy purses
We burning down the churches
Watch how you treating me
Turn off the sanity, niggas fuck with my misery
Turn off the sanity, niggas fuck with my misery