paroles de chanson Holy Shit - 2ooDark

(You're now listening, to the Graveyard)
Woah oh ah
Okay

I don't think I'm real my nigga
I don't wanna feel my nigga
Pop another pill my Nigga
Six then seven, 10, 13
Get out with the ecstasy, I'm popping Benadryl you see
Got spiders in my open wounds
How do I escape this room?

Hallways constantly unfolding
Shadow people and I, roaming
Spiders in my tub of acid
Take a shroom in school and pass it

I don't even like the feel
I don't even like my life
27 little pills
Nightmares but it's in my mind
Allergies are scared of me
And Hatmans always holding me
Terrors beyond comprehension
Visions that I cannot mention

I'm dying slowly and that's fine
I wanna give you most my spine
Tearing off my rotten flesh
Benadryl trips are the best

I don't think I'm real my nigga
I don't wanna feel my nigga
Pop another pill my Nigga
Six then seven, 10, 13
Get out with the ecstasy, I'm popping Benadryl you see
Got spiders in my open wounds
How do I escape this room?

I'm dying, I'm melting
Enchanting, this Hellscape
Let them take away my face

Geeking out I'm freaking out
Blood sticking now
Feet are covered up with mud
My complexion made of bugs
Can't stop looking for my son
I don't even have a son
Wonderland like Alison
Breaking contact with my plug

I don't- I don't even have a plug wait a minute

Geeking out I'm freaking out
Blood sticking now
Feet are covered up with mud
My complexion made of bugs
Can't stop looking for my son
I don't even have a son
Wonderland like Alison
Breaking contact with my plug

I don't- I don't even have a plug wait a minute