Song: BRAINZ
Artist:  Lord Gasp
Year: 2021
Viewed: 69 - Published at: 8 years ago

Nowadays I’m feeling like I’m reaching for air
Want my ransom, a gentleman but I’m throwing tantrums
Nowadays I’m feeling like I'm reaching for air
From my underground lair, pull my hand out the land
Grab a ankle, waste my lifetime, weigh the product, brain lasagna
I needed something brighter, all my hope was being smothered
Needed something smarter, feared of being smaller
Than my father really wanted

Something inside his eyes grows
He got blood on the nails that dug holes
He was sculpting, fucking his own skull
He got bugs in the head that won’t go
Something inside his eyes grows
He got blood on the nails that dug holes
He was sculpting, fucking his own skull
He got bugs in the head that won’t go

Yeah I feel this world owe me nothing less than I damn wish
I’ll be begging for bigger pockets to fit the bands, bitch
See, my soul’s tapestry going harder than ten bricks
We ain't cut from the same fabric, I come from God’s dick
Rational thinking is off
Ima make it my way like a child unperverted by nature
Fuck out my face if you think that I’m wrong
Your intentions ain’t pure, all you want is a feature
My mental is precious
Can't possibly fold to the pressure, surrounded by leeches
I’m off to the moon
Always getting high in my room, I'm recording until I retire my booty

Stop, chop chop, I'm a cut you like a crop top
Cut you out my life cuz you a fuck
Pussy boy weasel don't put your nose in my shit
Feeble motherfuckers and they bluffin', you a phony bitch
Bad brothers, depressed lovers and brave suckers
This is for people with young hearts like Ben Button
Death covering, scent of a man’s suffer
With great problems, fuckers. this is for my clique

Nowadays I’m feeling like I’m reaching for air
Want my ransom, a gentleman but I’m throwing tantrums
Nowadays I’m feeling like I'm reaching for air
From my underground lair, pull my hand out the land
Grab a ankle, waste my lifetime, weigh the product, brain lasagna
I needed something brighter, all my hope was being smothered
Needed something smarter, feared of being smaller
Than my father really wanted

( Lord Gasp )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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