Barbed wire braces Istasha

[Intro]
(Test the—, test the—)

[Chorus]
Test the chrome, sick like rose
When they bite my hands but they never come close
Fall like leaves, I lay my peace
Gotta up that dose, how my stock increase alone
Seed don't grow
Feed 'em like leeches, sink 'em like stones
Breeding my thesis, treat 'em like drones
Dream it like we still saving a soul

[Verse 1]
Head down, spin it
Let thе face go and dissipate like cigarеtte ash
You're falling head down, go erased
No medic here when you crash
You're pushing tarmac
Fade to black when I be tasting the mag
You're full of metal
All pretend, going dense, on a leash just like a bitch
Overdriven, often over days
You wanna say you call it quits
Take another bite, I wanna taste all that you place upon my lip
New parts like a stake through the heart
As soon as tomorrow if I ever slip