
Date of issue: 15.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
Vulture |
You can’t crawl out your basement |
If you want a few heart palpitations |
I guess we can come to a foul arrangement |
Something like a modern-day Faust and Satan |
It’s all unfolding behind my back |
I provide the facts |
You’ll supply the rumours |
I draw for the top drawer |
Whip out a ballpoint pen and rewrite your futures, yeah |
I send 'em to Hell in a flash but the Devil ain’t belling me back |
It’s a par |
I guess he’s sat with a sket on his lap |
Getting head in the back of a car |
Rip the flesh off your face, let us see what you actually are |
You’re all about self-preservation |
I’ll pickle your features and shatter the jar |
The life I live’ll rip your eyelids clean off |
And chain your brain to a fence with a D-Lock |
Force you to rewatch my whole past |
In a pitch-black room on a five-year detox, yeah |
Pick holes in a kids whole ethos |
Reel off lies all night |
Your life’s a freshly killed carcass you can’t get a piece off |
Swinging at the vultures on them shoulder blades (shoulder blades) |
Topping up the vodka as my soul decays (soul decays) |
I’ve been pumping poison in my skull for days |
I told 'em 'Fuck your golden age' |
'Cause right now I circle them all like a brain dead vulture (vulture) |
Bottle on each wing, Devil on each shoulder (shoulder) |
Right now I circle 'em all like a brain dead vulture (vulture) |
Bottle on each wing, Devil on each shoulder (shoulder) |
Devil on each shoulder (shoulder) |
Yeah, I been through Hell, I’ll extrapolate later |
Original warehouse raver |
I was in a 3 8 Mansion |
Mashed on a handful of tabs tryna navigate Asia |
Stirring opium into my drink |
Waking up retching and missing the sink |
Stop necking spirits and visit a shrink |
'Cause your brain never grants you permission to blink |
Your future is written in pink |
You’re still up at 9 a.m. ringing this link |
Face all deadout, the kid is extinct |
You’re still chewing limbs off Little Miss Shrimp |
Now, wait |
Who we talking 'bout? |
Bare cracked mirrors in a haunted house |
Where all these skets get escorted out |
While they pull all the P out of your account |
I saw that enormous mouth of yours widen |
Whole room fell silent |
Out marched one limp fish, and a thousand dead thoughts |
All seeking asylum |
Cue the whole room tryna fake one morsel of awkward excitement |
I dark 'em all out till I feel enlightened |
Swinging at the vultures on them shoulder blades (shoulder blades) |
Topping up the vodka as my soul decays (soul decays) |
I’ve been pumping poison in my skull for days |
I told 'em 'Fuck your golden age' |
'Cause right now I circle them all like a brain dead vulture (vulture) |
Bottle on each wing, Devil on each shoulder (shoulder) |
Right now I circle 'em all like a brain dead vulture (vulture) |
Bottle on each wing, Devil on each shoulder (shoulder) |
Devil on each shoulder (shoulder) |
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