Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Too Quick to Grieve , by - Tallah. Song from the album Matriphagy, in the genre Ню-металRelease date: 01.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Earache
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Too Quick to Grieve , by - Tallah. Song from the album Matriphagy, in the genre Ню-металToo Quick to Grieve |
| Let’s say you’re supposed to suffer what they sold you |
| At the end of patience, when your back’s against a wall |
| That’s when you’ll face me |
| This is on, bitch |
| I keep hoppin' while I’m on my way to fuck you up |
| I don’t bet, but did you see me coming? |
| Nah-nobody saw me coming |
| I’m a rabbit-I been' gunning |
| It’s been building up for far too long |
| Now I gotcha' with your shoulders dropped |
| Lemme' see your frown-Ima' kill that bitch |
| Madness is like a child’s game |
| -Make up the rules as you play |
| Pepper the parts across a sodden towel |
| Because you wouldn’t go the extra mile |
| Nurtured to do as told, so I abandon-abandon this shell |
| Keep your head up, hold that smile |
| You wear it well |
| This is the last fucking twelve' |
| I might be feeling okay |
| Remember, this is what you wished for |
| And that’s all I wrote |
| Sealed with spike in the throat |
| I should have been expelled with a coat hanger |
| We lost hope, now I’m pressed for pain |
| Had a pocketful of doom to deliver as chump change |
| Torch the shades, motherfucker, I been' on one |
| Too quick to grieve |
| Got me choking on her head like a cottonmouth |
| I’m popping off |
| Nobody can stop these venomous jaws when they close around |
| Nurtured to rip this shit out |
| Keep your head up, hold that smile |
| You wear it well |
| This is the last fucking twelve' |
| I might be feeling okay |
| Remember, this is what you wished for |
| Let’s say you’re supposed to suffer what they sold you |
| At the end of patience, when your back’s against a wall |
| That’s when she faced me |
| Brought it all, bitch |
| I kept hoppin' while I was on my way to fuck her up |
| No regrets-uh… did she have it coming? |
| Yuh-Nobody saw me coming |
| I was a rabbit-I was a' gunning |
| I was in triple threat |
| It was building up for far too long |
| Won’t play the victim-no more solitude |
| Got sick of being trapped inside this motherfucking hole with you |
| I brought that cunt down |
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