Текст песни Catacombs - BvmBxy

Screaming bloody murder when I creep out of the fucking surface
Clowns playing like circus I slay them all cause that's my life purpose
Feel no pain bitch I'm hurtless Imma need more hearses for your lifeless bodies
Bag them like your bitches purses you looking nervous

Customer service you looking for help multiple curses you locked up in hell
Got a new purchase I just bought a furnace incinerate your ashes stuck on a shelf

I don't need a bitch that's bad for my health
I'm all on my own and I'm stacking my wealth
Paper the currency government watching
Controlling the freedom why I'm going stealth

Laying low in the trench got the trench foot
Rotting my body from inside and out not a good a look
Flies disagree you can my soul has been took
Stairway to heaven but it has been booked

That's when reality caving in got no trust fuck friend
Feels like I'm still waiting for my life to begin is this really it or the end
All you fuckboys the same fuck a trend the 45 clips on extend
Hang you up on the limbs like a fucking ornament It's time for you to amend
Think a better life gon fall in your hands
You can't even face your fears and you call yourself a man

You run away from your fears demons approach you covered in tears
Smoke hazy can not see clear shit so crazy like Houdini I disappear
How the fuck did I get here so low feel the tide know the end is near
2021 is not my year

I'm all on my own holding my zone fucking your bitch cause she think I'm heroic
She call me a poet I'm gripping the chrome dropping the addy pulling up to your home
Bum Boy he got that precision I got that lead for your dome
Lurking through the catacombs the deepest dungeons I roam
You want to live bitch I don't why I ain't picking up my phone
Hold the tone blood in my veins starting to foam
I am kidnapping the souls I am the darkest of ghosts
How it go on the post I got my neck on a rope