Lyrics Aswang - NAK

Aswang

Now I’m caught, no slack in chain
Barred and trapped in my cage
Up all night, and sleeping all day
Sow that wind and reaping that rain
Plan to escape: and sharpen my stake
One good stab to darken my brain
One last shot so pardon my blade
It’s carved in my vein, no heart so I
Gave her the reins a ventriloquist motion
Pulling «the bit» as I give her devotion
Stoically ripping me open
Look on her face got no hint of emotion
Look at this body: you mock me
All of my mind and my heart will just stop me
Single thought really all it takes to
be a hard copy of an autopsy now I’m:
Sitting here with every single light source on me
White like ghost, but the mind look coffee
Sitting here with every single light source on me
White like ghost, but the bite’s more zombie
Scared of the dark as a kid
Checking what’s under the bed
Dresser and cubby they all want me, all want me all want me dead
Scared of the dark as a man
Older and tougher and clever
But so is the monster that hunts in my head,
but the difference is now it’s more hungry than ever
Flashlight.
Door locked
Vampire, goblin or warlock
Flicker camp fire with the ghost talk
Things that go bump in the night like
Car wreck.
Bomb threat
Heart attack, cancer, and all death
Fear is whatever you fed it
And fear will become what you let it, I said it
What a nightmare, in this jail cell.
Now I «hang by a rope» like a parasail
Paranoia in a pirouette while my head spinning ‘round like a carousel
I think too much.
God gonna vomit when He look at the real me
Like every tree branch that’ll cast shadow
in a flash of lightning on a mission to kill me
Spare me your pity apparently baby, you feigning your interest
I’m not convinced to be taking whatever you came to solicit
You ain’t equipped to administer aid to a brain in a prison
A penny a thought and I’d prolly be making billion a minute
Got too many reasons to believing a demon
Is immediately feeding on a dream when I sleep
Sitting here with every single light source on me
White like ghost, but the mind look coffee
Sitting here with every single light source on me
White like ghost, but the bite’s more zombie
Fear is whatever you fed it and fear will become what you let it
I let it come enter it nestled and settled
and everything ended in less than a second