Lyrics Lonely / Sacred - Trey Posey

Strings attached
My dogs attack, attached to the
Shack in the back yard
I gotta practice, pen manufactured
This is abstract art
Need a road map to carry
This is extraordinary, my dad called
Jk, I'm lonely
Oh shit
This world is crazy
It's hard to be in
Fucked me up so many times
She caught me leaving
I came back, she abusive
But it's hard to see it
Pulled out my penis
Fucked the world so
We'll call it even
We had a seed and named him Steven, if he ain't cleaning
His ass is grass, but he been
Greening
My foot is embedded in anus
Let me stop playing aight bitch
You lose if you hate this
Fading to blue faces
I'll behead all you fakes and
I hope that you feel it
I'll give you the characteristics of
A Honda Civic
Gimme the steering wheel
And imma just reel it in
You is gorilla shit
Imma keep killing it
Ouch, pain, keep all the
Change in my coin pouch
I'm leaving blood on the
Carpet, walls, couch, cause
My target was a mouse, rat
Red splat on your jacket
Clean up the mess
Cracking backs, chiropractic
The rest is in past tense, relax and Make the transaction
The best is in action

Don't worry I'm coming home
Pray I make it
Be wary they got the chrome
Led by satan
You scary got heart of stone
What you saying
Say you're lonely
Ripping shit right off the bone
Feeling low I think I'm prone
God ain't answering his phone
Demons telling me come home
I got angels, not alone
Tell myself just don't
Say you're lonely

Ripping shit right off the bone
Feeling low I think I'm prone
God ain't answering his phone
Demons telling me come home
I got angels, not alone
Tell myself just don't
Say say say
Sacred

Demons keep me down
Keep me up at night
Hope god comes around
He can shed some light
Lift up from the ground
Then take flight
Breaking through the barriers
At gods door like carolers
Fucked the world might marry her
But she a bitch I'll bury her
In her own dirt
Try and kill my pride but it don't Hurt
Grab a hold of my own worth
On the search for my growth spurt
Took the wrong turn
I'm shaken
Running from the past I'm jaded
My back is weighted
I'm passed the hatred
I'm on the way please have patience

Don't worry I'm coming home
Pray I make it
Be wary they got the chrome
Led by satan
You scary got heart of stone
What you saying
I was scared switch up the letters so I'm sacred

Sacred
Connected to God
Seeing these dreams in 3d
Fuck the devil, I won't sign that Treaty
I got all the reads I need inside Encyclopedies
Never thinking freely, you'd see Graffiti in my mind
The list of laws I don't abide by
Stand 7 feet like Cauley-stein
All my niggas on the rise
We go for dimes
Stop on the dime
Cause these guys just tote the nines
Nothing liquified in my dry eyes
No tear drops, the flowers died
I'm on the way yeah I'll be fine

Don't worry I'm coming home
Pray I make it
Be wary they got the chrome
Led by satan
You scary got heart of stone
What you saying
I was scared switch up the letters so I'm sacred