
27 PEOPLE SHOT DEAD IN A SHOPPING MALL rejectedreyna
На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "27 PEOPLE SHOT DEAD IN A SHOPPING MALL" от rejectedreyna. Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

[Intro]
Where's Reyna?
Argh, blah, blah
[Verse 1]
Lot of things upon my mind, but the lead is taking over
Never shown a true crime, intrusive thoughts are weighing slower
A list of people, side of things, driving me insanity
I'm stuck inside my mind, I never had such of a vanity
I walk inside the mall and I tighten up my tool
Got the natural selection on with a bullet mag or two
I'll tighten up my holsters, make sure that I got a grip
You could put me on a watchlist, but I'll always plead the fifth and I'm walkin' over corpses
My mind always been forcing me to have a sense of my actions, but I know it's horseshit
I'm driving fast, ignore it, gargle blood, dry it up and snore it
I wanna hear your death rattle, it could cover up the voices
[Interlude]
Tomorrow, I'm gonna go to that mall and I'm gonna fucking massacre everyone
[Verse 2]
So maybe one day, you'll see my fuckin' side of things
Missin' reb with vodka, spirits wanna lighten things
You can all scream and shout but I'm still shooting my firings
Move onto nicer things, a life with the higher beings
I'll blow my fuckin' brains out just to live with you inside my dreams
Well, do you believe in God? Now with these finest things
This world is built upon us, we're a bunch of fucking rotting teens
Where's Reyna?
Argh, blah, blah
[Verse 1]
Lot of things upon my mind, but the lead is taking over
Never shown a true crime, intrusive thoughts are weighing slower
A list of people, side of things, driving me insanity
I'm stuck inside my mind, I never had such of a vanity
I walk inside the mall and I tighten up my tool
Got the natural selection on with a bullet mag or two
I'll tighten up my holsters, make sure that I got a grip
You could put me on a watchlist, but I'll always plead the fifth and I'm walkin' over corpses
My mind always been forcing me to have a sense of my actions, but I know it's horseshit
I'm driving fast, ignore it, gargle blood, dry it up and snore it
I wanna hear your death rattle, it could cover up the voices
[Interlude]
Tomorrow, I'm gonna go to that mall and I'm gonna fucking massacre everyone
[Verse 2]
So maybe one day, you'll see my fuckin' side of things
Missin' reb with vodka, spirits wanna lighten things
You can all scream and shout but I'm still shooting my firings
Move onto nicer things, a life with the higher beings
I'll blow my fuckin' brains out just to live with you inside my dreams
Well, do you believe in God? Now with these finest things
This world is built upon us, we're a bunch of fucking rotting teens
Комментарии (0)
Минимальная длина комментария — 50 символов.