Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brainwash , by - The Palmer Squares. Release date: 28.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Brainwash |
| Yo, I’ve read the Bible and the Necronomicon |
| I’m demonic, me and the devil, we share a common bond |
| This Palmer Square in your area, check the polygon |
| Borderline losin' my mind like the Madonna song |
| I know I said that I’ve said enough, but I’ll say some more |
| Baby boy waging war since the age of four |
| Making a blanket fort on the basement floor |
| Fortune and fame, brainstormin', I’m aimin' to break the norm |
| So listen here, we adhere to th highest principles |
| Rise to th pinnacle, mining combining syllables |
| Why do I do this? |
| Confused by my life as a musician |
| I’m interested in finding a new niche |
| Infinite game, my gang is winnin' the game |
| The original duke of Windsor, make the pistol go bang |
| Simple and plain, quick-witted, leave you wincin' in pain |
| Smokin' a Winston out the window while I whistle and sing |
| Dang, you know I’m sizzlin' hot |
| Stirrin' a simmerin' pot of blistering lava, igneous rock |
| Pickin' your lock, pilfer your pockets, give me the guap |
| I quit my job for this, I promise you won’t get me to stop |
| Yo, turn the music up, I’m tryna drown the voices in my head out of existence |
| Or at least a distance of a couple inches |
| Tunnel vision when I’m in a rage, I move the mandible |
| People sit in cages too, this ain’t a zoo for animals |
| Choose to live in peril, divin' hella deep into the dark abyss |
| It’s hard to miss when shootin' fish in barrels |
| Let me bend your ear and chew the cartilage |
| Get it clear, the end is near, narcissism fueling stupid arguments |
| Not a rapper, I’m an arsonist spittin' fire |
| Pretty tired, sometimes I need a pharmacist to get inspired |
| Whatever it takes is what it takes if you can take a hint |
| The balance in my bank account will make you squint |
| Mind is under maintenance, brain could use a washin' |
| They say the youth are flossin' |
| I take a rip and pick my teeth with paper clips |
| Make a fist and drive it through the wall, or way beyond |
| Maybe I can guide you through the fall, or maybe not |
| Preyed upon the weakest link and laid my enemies to waste |
| Then disappear, consider fear a flavor that I need to taste |
| What people think’s irrelevant is relevant, it’s ruthless spittin' |
| Elephant will leave a trace regardless of the room it’s in |