Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Faceplant, artist - Madchild. Date of issue: 10.05.2018
Song language: English
Faceplant |
| Sat ‘til I became numb, now life’s hectic |
| Moved home, changed my system to metric |
| Build my strength now I’ve come back to wreck shit |
| Battleaxe skull, face paint like a Juggalo |
| Split personality, my mind’s playing tug of war |
| Vampires flying through my loft, spit rugged flows |
| Drink from a bucket of blood, doing my drug of choice |
| I was doing dangerous things |
| I was a spellbound hellhound, disabled my wings |
| Now I believe in angels and saints, they talk to me |
| Now the Silver Surfer’s flying through space |
| Aye |
| You’re beautiful in studio mode |
| But be done with all the coke and pharmaceuticals though |
| I feel this light on my left shoulder partially shine |
| Lost pieces of myself, they’re getting harder to find |
| My constituents, monsters that pop obituates |
| And everybody living like the cops still listening |
| There’s a riot going on in my mind, not pretty |
| Can’t say, just be glad I’m not your next door neighbour |
| Ayo, you feel up |
| Yeah, you feel up |
| Yeah, you feel up |
| But it all falls down |
| Yeah, you feel up |
| Yeah, you feel up |
| Now you’re way up |
| ‘Cause it all falls down |
| Reflecting on a life filled with pain and regret |
| Whole time I’m being watched by the angel of death |
| Devil on my shoulder tried to sever my wings |
| But now I’m stomping on this monster with a devilish grin |
| Where do I want to end up? |
| Up in heaven with wings |
| But ‘til I get sent up build the heaven within |
| I’m still a sinner but surrender my soul |
| Just because you find a rainbow doesn’t mean you’re gonna end up with gold |
| Lightbulb shines above my head like «I got it» |
| It’s a bright idea, the light’s high wattage |
| Pop out of dark corners and bark orders |
| Still know how to make a dollar, four quarters |
| See the lines? |
| It is due to the stress |
| Twenty years of my life, friends were shooters with vests |
| You already heard the story, I’m a beautiful mess |
| Even at rock bottom I’m still suitably dressed |
| Ayo, you feel up |
| Yeah, you feel up |
| Yeah, you feel up |
| But it all falls down |
| Yeah, you feel up |
| Yeah, you feel up |
| Now you’re way up |
| ‘Cause it all falls down |