متن و پخش آهنگ My Flaws Burn Through My Skin Like Demonic Flames from Hell از $uicideBoy$

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Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask Carjack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask Carjack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask Carjack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask Carjack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask Carjack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask Slumped back in the driver's seat Blunt between my lips I'm riding with a bitch that's high as me She ducking out She trying to sleep I'm duckin' out I'm trying to see the road But all I can see are four horsemen Coming closer to me I think I'm 'bout to die, we'll see Swerving on them motherfuckers, bitch It ain't my time Let the world blow up first Then I might just close my eyes It's all I really wanted my whole life The universe won't notice, bitch You just another life, the sun'll rise The stars have already died Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask Carjack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask Carjack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask Carjack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, gotta big clip wit' a Jason mask I! See the reaper creeping As my blood is seeping Sleeping deeper through the night, so I can face my demons My! Weakness seems to be that I cannot stop breathing Death keeps cheating on my life But on my soul, it's feeding (It goes on and on and on and on and on) Leading to the fleeting of an endless dream Screaming and needing Yelling and pleading that things ain't as they seem In the cut sneaking and tweaking Because I can't stop seeking this pain This torture of horror that I'm always conceiving