Текст песни Greetings from the Graveyard - Deke

Greetings from the GRAVE yard
Where the dead they come to dance
G Greetings from the Grave yard
Play your cards
And take a chance
G Grettings from the grave yard
Where you gotta sell yo soul
To make a band
And no one holds you close
Until the ghost
Will hold your hand
G g greeting from the grave yard
Better buckle up
Cuz if you hit a bump
Ya fucked
Oh fuck
Who Gon save ya?
G g greetings from the grave yard
Better keep ya guards up from these
Greetings from the grave no yard

Spirits here are lurking
I can feel em in my presence
Tryna tell Me something
And I fear what's in their message
Monsters turn my stomach
Pukin out the cereal I had for breakfast

This grave is so haunted
That all my softer spots
Have hardened
Like I play for the rockets
The typa place
To make you wanna try some things
Then the SMACK
Replace ya chronic
You got CASH
But they don't want it
Want ya ASS
Asleep
And not your hunnits
Their pack is deep
And hungry
So when they after me
I'm runnin

The graveyard got shit SHUT DOWN
The silence here is DUMB LOUD
Nothin else is livin
At least that is in my vision
Now I'm thinkin that I'm FUCKED NOW
My demons screamin WHAT NOW
Tied down in the coffin
Cuz the yard Won't leave em UNBOUND

Yeah it's got me tied up
Got me lassoed in a rope
Even IF

You have a fire arm
That's stashed down in ya coat
You can't HIT

What's in the dying yard
Cuz you can't kill a ghost
I ADMIT

That I have tried so hard
And never gotten close

Studious and smart
These goblins
On the honor roll
So their WHITS

Is off the chart
So start some shit
With a phantom
Then vanish
Into thin air
From the fear
That they brandish
Might hurt you
Might turn your
White shirt
Into a red canvas
Your will and virtue
Can't manage
The night ends
In OHS and NOS
Just Like them words do
In Spanish
I can sense
That you resent it
Cuz that perfume
Smells like panic

Graveyard can be mental
Or a physical touch

It can start
As something little ya
But Then it blows up

Infests you as a kid
But it don't end
When you grow up

Matter fact
More bodies now
Are crawling out
To haul you down
Into the mud

This ain't a movie that you see
But It's a movie that you think
A movie
Acting moody
Until you can't move or breath

The graveyard got shit SHUT DOWN
The silence here is DUMB LOUD
Nothin else is livin
At least that is in my vision
Now I'm thinkin that I'm FUCKED NOW
My demons screamin WHAT NOW
Tied down in the coffin
Cuz the yard Won't leave em UNBOUND

Centipede
Skeletons
Enter
Rebellion
Creep
6 feet
Deep And
I'm peeping
The measurement
Energy
Entered me
Entities
Steppin in
Seeking
Their schemes
But These beast is
Intelligent
Stick em
W fright
When they eat
You alive
Like a fish
To a pelican
Beak pinch
Ya skin
And it
Never is
Delicate
So don't let
The Devil
Go sever
Ya head
When they reach
For the fellowship

If they try to dap you up
Back up
Or they will slash ya guts
Disguise themselves
As Holy help
But no they
Ain't no
Lazarus
The devils loose tonight
So take precautions
Where were you walkin
Or you'll probably
Lose ya life
And you don't know
If you gon go
Right down below
Like scuba drive
Or to the sky
It's do or die
Now You decide
And if you choosin
Number 2 then
Just go to the light
Take everything that's left
Until you only movin right
Until you fuckin dead
But naw this ain't a suicide
It's just games
For all these graves
To play
To make
Sure that you euthanized
Make Sure that your home and safe
Before the moon gon rise
Or all these ghouls
Scoop ya soul
And scrutinize
And they ain't hardly patient
When the spooks arise

The graveyard got shit SHUT DOWN
The silence here is DUMB LOUD
Nothin else is livin
At least that is in my vision
Now I'm thinkin that I'm FUCKED NOW
My demons screamin WHAT NOW
Tied down in the coffin
Cuz the yard Won't leave em UNBOUND