Текст песни My Confession - Kim Dracula

Shake it up, all for the fun of it
First song on the album, I wanna spit
Motherfuckers who can't hit the lickity splickity speed of my voice
And still try to copy it
They like the flexing, but listen to me
I know it's vexing, but promise me you'll read
All the lyrics to this song, every word
On your computer screen
Can you feel that?
Oh shit

They said work it, bitch
They make you feel like you do want a bit
And then they'll throw you in the deepest pit
It's never enough
But you don't really wanna work it, bitch
Work it, bitch
They said work it, bitch
They make you feel like you do want a bit
And then they'll throw you in the deepest pit
It's never enough
But you don't really wanna work it, bitch
Work it, bitch

I think they wanna mind control
They use me for your earholes
What I'm telling you, it ain't a joke
What I'm saying will not hold up in court though

Okay, the track's speeding up now
Better change the subject before you get yourself in trouble, Kim
This is your debut album
You have one shot
Show 'em what you can do
Yeah

Following album I'm in, I filled it with everything
I've a difficult harmony balance, even when I'm not the villain
Whip, whip, whip
Son of a cunt, I want a winner for fuck's sake
Trick, trick, trick
Spinning a finger, forget the things that I say
Look, all I'm saying is I had to go to some really dark places
To make this fucking thing
It represents everything I am, everything I'm not
But also everything I could've been
You're about to witness my death, my birth
And my fucking catharsis, you motherfuckers

Not everything mentioned in this album
Is an opinion of Kim Dracula themselves
Lots of the things that are sung or spoken
Are from the perspective of others
Kim Dracula does not condone any of the acts mentioned
That one might deem immoral in the rest of the album

Let's go
I managed to slip out something that holds within it
At least a semblance of artistic integrity
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
I may be a selling point, but it's on my terms, bitch

I think they wanna mind control
They use me for your earholes
What I'm telling you, it ain't a joke
What I'm saying will not hold up in court though

I think they wanna mind control
They use me for your earholes
What I'm telling you, it ain't a joke
What I'm saying will not hold up in court though