Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BloodBorne, artist - Sadistik.
Date of issue: 26.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
BloodBorne |
Petrified in these cocoons, Cenobites still eat my soul |
Anesthetize to heal the wounds get so high can’t feel the lows |
Blunt smoke filling up my lungs until the sun gone |
Guns drawn covered in this blood like I was Bloodborne |
Petrified in these cocoons Cenobites still eat my soul |
Anesthetize to heal the wounds get so high can’t feel the lows |
Blunt smoke filling up my lungs until the sun gone |
Guns drawn covered in this blood like I was Bloodborne |
Staining tulips with the cyanide |
Riding shotgun making music for the drive-bys |
No survivors no goodbyes when the ocean rises |
Locusts fly when I quote my lines polarized |
Watch me when I haiku my discography’s the Bible |
Is it decide if he confides he’s talking suicidal? |
Walking into cyclones my tornado halo’s filled with bees, |
Barking like I bite though my volcano halo kills the sheep |
Petrified in these cocoons, Cenobites still eat my soul |
Anesthetize to heal the wounds get so high can’t feel the lows |
Blunt smoke filling up my lungs until the sun gone |
Guns drawn covered in this blood like I was Bloodborne |
Petrified in these cocoons Cenobites still eat my soul |
Anesthetize to heal the wounds get so high can’t feel the lows |
Blunt smoke filling up my lungs until the sun gone |
Guns drawn covered in this blood like I was Bloodborne |
Victorious in my gory glory flow is glorious |
Baccalaureate story of a Poet Laureate |
Euphoria pouring out my pores until the worry sets |
Morph aporias until the boring gets harmonious |
My clips weight a ton so I know we’re not the same |
Either stick to your guns or you can point em at your face |
I was born a tragic summer bore from storms and crashing thunder |
Mastered nothing but I bask in BloodBorne so that’s the hunter |