Lyrics NOCTURNAL / TILL DEATH - Christopher Spade

Fingertips ice cold
Skin painted white
I'm in the place where the sun don't shine
It's always 28 degrees Fahrenheit
My nose is like Pinocchio when I say "it's alright" (Alright)
But it's always been like that
Demons pushing all my buttons
Hoping I might crack
And the urge to is there
And I cannot deny that
Yeah I cannot deny that
The reaper in the flesh
Etched into my headstone
Death row
You're slowly waiting to die slow
Just patiently watching for my opening
While you keep playing right into my hands
Never even noticing
I'm taking souls
I'm taking souls
You try to fuck with me
I'll prolly fill you with holes
This anger that I'm feeling is eternal
Forever in this darkness, I'm forever nocturnal

Motherfucker, this is Spade till Death
I'ma rep it till my last breath
So it's cemented in your cranium
I'm one of the primaries
I'm not a miscellaneous
Killing and conquering simultaneous
You've got a death wish stepping in my radius
Iris lined up with the sights
I'm a marksman
The way I present myself
People thinking I'm a Martian
Growing up
I knew that I was different from the rest
And they despised me
And now I make sure nobody in my vicinity
Is like me
A little crazy? Yeah, man I might be
Thoughts playing tag with a blade in my psyche
You ever seeing daylight again is unlikely
So let me put it precisely
My blade glistening
My anger thickening
My words be blistering
Slice you into pieces
So your life is what I'm soliciting
Seven zero zero, I'm awake now
Beat em till they bleeding from they brow
And frozen on the ground
And make sure that you tell em if they asking "how?"
It was Spade, bitch