Lyrics BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA - Christopher Spade

(Spade, what'd you do this time?)

I see that blood trickle down from your face
(Blunt force trauma)
You think you coming back from this?
That ain't the case
(Blunt force trauma)
Got your life hanging on, on the edge
(Blunt force trauma)
Bare witness to the reaper in the flesh
(Blunt force trauma)

I see that blood trickle down from your face
(Blunt force trauma)
You think you coming back from this?
That ain't the case
(Blunt force trauma)
Got your life hanging on, on the edge
(Blunt force trauma)
Bare witness to the reaper in the flesh
(Blunt force trauma)

Fuck, my brain fuzzing
Blowing clouds
You'll feel my reign coming
Once you see your head leaking
You'll see that I ain't bluffing
These demons surrounding me daily
Feeling like I've been falling lately
But I been feeling numb
So none of the pain will ever phase me
Blood stained ski mask
You'll never see it coming
You've been dancing with the devil
Now it's time plummet
Six feet, bitch I guarantee
That nobody will give a single fuck about you
Bleeding underneath my feet
Aye, these motherfuckers tryna tempt me
Come and test me
I'll gut till your empty
I'm not okay, and I know it
But I don't show it
For motherfuckers like you
I keep this chrome loaded
Only way you'll raise your hands to me is at gunpoint
You want me to show you how it's done?
Then I won't disappoint
I've been waiting for this moment for a minute
So I'll be doing whatever I want to you
Cos there won't be a witness

I see that blood trickle down from your face
(Blunt force trauma)
You think you coming back from this?
That ain't the case
(Blunt force trauma)
Got your life hanging on, on the edge
(Blunt force trauma)
Bare witness to the reaper in the flesh
(Blunt force trauma)

I see that blood trickle down from your face
(Blunt force trauma)
You think you coming back from this?
That ain't the case
(Blunt force trauma)
Got your life hanging on, on the edge
(Blunt force trauma)
Bare witness to the reaper in the flesh
(Blunt force trauma)

I'm feeling the darkness is creeping in
Feeling your blood on my skin and it's seeping in
Truly psychotic
So fucking demonic
High off the blood that be spilling, don't need a narcotic
The way I be killing it be so hypnotic
And by the end of this night, motherfucker
You will be forgotten, yuh
Dead in the ground and rotten, yuh
Skull crushing you
Numb from head to toe
Is what you'll be succumbing to
Food for the worms
In the grave you've been dug into
PSYCKO is at it again
He's out for blood
By the end of tonight
All of your remains
Will be scattered in the mud

I see that blood trickle down from your face
You think you coming back from this?
That ain't the case
Got your life hanging on, on the edge
Bare witness to the reaper in the flesh
Blunt force trauma!

I see that blood trickle down from your face
(Blunt force trauma)
You think you coming back from this?
That ain't the case
(Blunt force trauma)
Got your life hanging on, on the edge
(Blunt force trauma)
Bare witness to the reaper in the flesh
(Blunt force trauma)

I see that blood trickle down from your face
(Blunt force trauma)
You think you coming back from this?
That ain't the case
(Blunt force trauma)
Got your life hanging on, on the edge
(Blunt force trauma)
Bare witness to the reaper in the flesh
(Blunt force trauma)

Blunt force trauma
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Blunt force trauma
Blunt force trauma
Blunt force trauma
Blunt force trauma
Blunt force trauma
Blunt force trauma!