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Yo Steinellito Yeah Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up Yo Listen Ugh A scoundrel, irreverent. Unbounded by relevance Who scours this planet with untrammeled malevolence Hell of a panel assembled to examine the evidence of Transgressions and skeletons locked away in my residence Not threatened by all the questioning or pressure to reminisce The present is so deafening, the past is just a blip So you can attempt to persist with emphasis on the negative but Good and bad is all relative and this is getting repetitive I said it once and I'll say it again with intention, no prejudice When it comes to someone as menacing there really is no comparison Thereupon I extend this invitation to exit The conscious state with a potent dose of particular sedatives Let go I'm a paragon, grass guru, I'm celadon, Sweet poison will sell a ton no matter what you sell it on Vile-plumes fill up the room and instantly your Gloom takes an Oddish direction as your wings adjust their ailerons Wheels spinning I'm Peloton, brain fogging I'm almost gone No Flowers for Algernon as I approach the denouement Say what you want about the ways that I go about Displaying my soul throughout this wayward retort I'm my own worst enemy, declaring me mental Ossifying the decline in sanity of poor gRENDEL so Stop staring, I know my pain is readily apparent I chose fear and it festered till I could no longer bear it My own brain that's the primal traitor and First hater, brazen, obnoxious Shame grows in darkness, resort to shopping Toxins to annihilate my conscious Denizen of the dark destined to Destruct and debauch every single thought Mentally installed, no medicine for the cough when it's self-taught I'm my own worst enemy (ha) declaring me mental Ossifying the decline in sanity of poor gRENDEL as I Slide off destiny's tendril and hide (Hyde) from the Jekyll My spine trembles at notions of infinite potential
Writer(s): Evin Lamar Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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