Lyrics:
a story into that good night
Sing us a song for me
Hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Red alert is the color of panic
Elevated
the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My
a story into that goodnight
Sing us a song for me
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Red alert is the color of panic
and the class of 13
Tell me a story into that goodnight
Sing us a song for me
Mass Hysteria
Mass Hysteria
Mass Hysteria
Mass Hysteria
Red alert is the color
a story into that goodnight
Sing us a song for me
Hysteria, mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!
Red alert is the color of panic
distortion
Turning, mass distortion
Face the shadow of the night
I'm forever out of sight
Can you fight me 'mist distortion?
Turning, mass distortion
fight God, just tell me how many burdens left
I fight pain and hurricanes, today I wept
I'm tryna fight back tears, flood on my doorsteps
Life a livin'
fight God, just tell me how many burdens left
I fight pain and hurricanes, today I wept
I'm tryna fight back tears, flood on my doorsteps
Life a livin'
(Mass extinction)
Can you give my side (Open your eyes)
(Mass extinction)
Can you give my life (Open your eyes)
(Mass extinction)
Let me find my (Open
of the past
(Thing of the past)
Mothafucking club hopping was suppose to last
(Suppose to last) but all I see
Is niggas by the mass (By the mass)
Fuck even
the bones
We eatin' game year round at home
Prime cut was hunted or raised by our own
We got bobcats, bear, and deer running
The trees tell me secrets
go flow by flow, I’m a mafuckin’ fighter yo (yo)
Knock me down, I get right up (knock me down, I get right up)
I’m a mafuckin’ fighter, singin’ fight
We believe everything we see
Safe and sound inside our memories
I just want someone to adore
So stop me if you've heard this one before
I won't fight
see me and faint
It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke
I think I'll up my high by slittin' your throat
Push your baby carriage into the street,
Use mass production
With our mass production
We gave the chairs a future
Our overheads will by high, but we'll get by
We'll fight like Perseus against
with me and I won't steer you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
To the light at the end of the tunnel
We gon' fight
A student of astuteness
To keep from looking foolish
I don't make no excuses
I'm overcome by your cuteness
If you'd like to
Play the flute
I'd love
cast
Dark secret of Holy Mass
Oh can't you tell
The Magik is inside The Well
The Triad's flames
Doth cover all the planes
Fight to the last
Be more than
spill this blood for you, hey
I fight the world, I fight you, I fight myself
I fight God, just tell me how many burdens left
I fight pain and hurricanes,
spill this blood for you, hey
I fight the world, I fight you, I fight myself
I fight God, just tell me how many burdens left
I fight pain and hurricanes,
while also
Reaching for the kind of mass
Pop-cultural relevance that he, Nicki
And Atlantic Records all believe him
To be capable of judging by
always your own people
Mass confusion, in my head
Killing me, driving me mad
Got me wondering, can I trust my friends?
Cuz they stick me in my back every
this, make me wanna act like this
Make me wanna smack that trick
Make a killer really wanna yap that kid
If he opens up his yap that's it
We will fight
the Remy and Cris'
The video is directed by Benny and Chris
Treat a pager like a website with plenty of hits
I tell 'em this, you gotta be at least a dime
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