Crucible Ghostemane
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[Intro]
Damn
(Uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh)
Damn
[Chorus]
Sew my eyes shut so I can see no evil again
(Can see no evil again)
I am the beast that you pray not to see before bed
(See before bed)
Somebody said they were sick of me sayin' I'd rather be dead
(I'd rather be dead)
Well I guess that's just because you cannot comprehend
(Cannot comprehend)
[Verse]
I am the mage but I never thought I would see
(Never thought I would see)
So many kids who pretend they love Mr. Crowley
(Love Mr. Crowley)
Put down your mic before you end up being like me
(End up being like me)
Trapped in a black and white world you can see in any pic of me
(Any pic of me)
I was 17 walkin' in the middle of the street tryna get laid out
Daddy died and nobody knew why I just wanted to be with him under the ground, ayy
Turnin' the pages of my Kybalion
All of the intuition inside of me keeps on fightin' but I won't deny a fire inside of me I connect to the all and I am a molecule relative to the space and the (Time)
Damn
(Uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh)
Damn
[Chorus]
Sew my eyes shut so I can see no evil again
(Can see no evil again)
I am the beast that you pray not to see before bed
(See before bed)
Somebody said they were sick of me sayin' I'd rather be dead
(I'd rather be dead)
Well I guess that's just because you cannot comprehend
(Cannot comprehend)
[Verse]
I am the mage but I never thought I would see
(Never thought I would see)
So many kids who pretend they love Mr. Crowley
(Love Mr. Crowley)
Put down your mic before you end up being like me
(End up being like me)
Trapped in a black and white world you can see in any pic of me
(Any pic of me)
I was 17 walkin' in the middle of the street tryna get laid out
Daddy died and nobody knew why I just wanted to be with him under the ground, ayy
Turnin' the pages of my Kybalion
All of the intuition inside of me keeps on fightin' but I won't deny a fire inside of me I connect to the all and I am a molecule relative to the space and the (Time)
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