Lyrics:
festering
Intended for the faint of heart
Cultish and anthemic
Untill death do us part
Like a fiendish tropic virus
Spitting bile at all you whores
Intended for the faint of heart
Cultish and Anthemic
Until death us do part
Like a fiendish tropic virus
Spitting bile at all you whore
bubble
I stay in mine
I don't want your trouble
Don't waste my time
Post truth era you made up your mind
You don't wanna hear reason
That's a cultish sign
Am I ugly?
Demystify
Is it cultish?
I know all of your names
Is it cloven?
For my heirloom eyes
Bend the grasses
That feels better
Oh no here comes
Intended for the faint of heart
Cultish and Anthemic
Until death us do part
Like a fiendish tropic virus
Spitting bile at all you whore
into the dark
Cultish behavior
In the absence of your god
the iron pharaoh
Programmed by Anubis
Come the dawn of Egyptron
To rule forever with an iron fist
Cultish priests who sought his throne
And tried to seal
fine
Cold as snow but criminal
I'm my consoler as i'm leaning in
Heartbeat humming
I am coming down
I am drifting
Watch the words fall out
Was it cultish
[Verse 1]
In a dream, I'm floating high, under anesthesia skies,
Bambi whispers, cultish vibes, they claim I’m wise,
Wrapped in colors
[Verse 1]
In a dream, I'm floating high, under anesthesia skies,
Bambi whispers, cultish vibes, they claim I’m wise,
Wrapped in colors
I fought a man who had a gun and I lost, but I survived
Forced into a selfish, cultish life
Universe, forgive me, for I don't know how to live
Never
Question the story you've been told because they want you to believe it
Same shit walking, now crypto's talking and ruining the bottomline
Cultish leaders
It's become a strange religion a cultish evil hook
If you want to understand it go out and buy a book
You only have to panic if you must choose
Haptic feedback to a smoke filled glass
Don't too eagerly drink from the Pierian Spring
Fount of vitiation cradle of sorcery
Delete the beliefs cultish
Melbourne BC or Sydney AD the cultish crew of underhanded
Dastardly manless mongrels are standard
They keep things always steady ready for peak bleak when
papercuts
I'm angered much at aimless stuff
Arranged like pagans in a cave, illustrious
Cult-ish following of the faithful ones
That hollowly all are weeping
we're imagining
Cultish con artist cash ins
Workin like factories
Who makes you maddest
I see you've had it
Your chapped red as your cap is
Your
in unless you wanna die
Put a rope around my neck and then I tie
Pull it tight
Bullets fly
Cultish life uh
Feel like a true cryptid
Y'all on my hit
It's like super cultish
A cult of sororities
I don't even party
I don't like your daydreams
Come to your senses your early to the party
I don't like
my gang will do it
Its Counter Cure we serving heels to those who need it
I need my music to turn you all a little cultish
Yeah its Gurn remember that
cultish
So we drink the promise
I won't leave you wanting
I will be the one
Angels that have fallen
Worshipping the sun when it dies
Cold life
No one lives
represent the region you inhabit
It's a habit of these cultish heathens
For the weekend
I'm a beach bum, I am leaving, totally retreating
Need a reprieve for
resolving it if I'm insulted
Niggas better keep their hands to themselves with all that hulk shit
Tribe is down to put in work for me you know I'm cultish
I
have a clue what’s right or dumb
Cultish scum from bubble gum
Cause the troublesome truth is numb
Real trauma ain’t theory’s umm
Problems with system
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