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Night Terrors
by Human Error
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Seeing flashbacks from my fall from grace
I'm a dusty dark Mage, rolling blunts with haste
I pick apart the painted pixels, grab my pitchfork
This a pretty fucking penny for the tainted talk
A molded member of ember right in the city center
We just some dirty super sinners eating serpents for dinner
I'm synchronizing with the symptoms of winter I'm icy cold
Spitting rhymes of old, you bitches runts of the litter
I'm a dumb fucking cunt but I'm never no quitter
Killing mother fucking beats till my soul wither
Give a fuck what the weather is whether I'm
Stripping motherboards, terraform, fuck a uniform
Is this a nocturnal journal or a verbal urinal
Pop the fucking kernel, flow heated eternal
You infernal fucking inbreds getting inferno
And I'm doing well tho it doesn't concern ya, yo
Bitch it's human fucking error bringing nighttime terror
Just a Cape Town kid changing flows like weather
I don't wanna get better, I just wanna be myself I don't wanna fucking know if I really need help
High like the heavens, hellbent on destruction I kick fucking flip any fucking obstruction
Dark alley dancing with the devil I'm a rebel bringing trouble with the motherfucking trebles yo
Just a dungeon crawler with a dream of gold
Bitch I'm stuck up in these thoughts flipping rhymes of old Smoked out in the swamp
Now I'm sludging home This the spoken tomes of a broken poet
Yo I'm bruised to my bones but I struggle to show it I'm a wayward soul but it's good that I know it
Rhymes cold like snow, and you can bet that I'm flowing
Seeing flashbacks from my fall from grace
I'm a dusty dark Mage, rolling blunts with haste
I pick apart the painted pixels, grab my pitchfork
This a pretty fucking penny for the tainted talk
A molded member of ember right in the city center
We just some dirty super sinners eating serpents for dinner
I'm synchronizing with the symptoms of winter I'm icy cold
Spitting rhymes of old, you bitches runts of the litter
I'm a dumb fucking cunt but I'm never no quitter
Killing mother fucking beats till my soul wither
Give a fuck what the weather is whether I'm
Stripping motherboards, terraform, fuck a uniform
Is this a nocturnal journal or a verbal urinal
Pop the fucking kernel, flow heated eternal
You infernal fucking inbreds getting inferno
And I'm doing well tho it doesn't concern ya, yo
Bitch it's human fucking error bringing nighttime terror
Just a Cape Town kid changing flows like weather
I don't wanna get better, I just wanna be myself I don't wanna fucking know if I really need help
High like the heavens, hellbent on destruction I kick fucking flip any fucking obstruction
Dark alley dancing with the devil I'm a rebel bringing trouble with the motherfucking trebles yo
Just a dungeon crawler with a dream of gold
Bitch I'm stuck up in these thoughts flipping rhymes of old Smoked out in the swamp
Now I'm sludging home This the spoken tomes of a broken poet
Yo I'm bruised to my bones but I struggle to show it I'm a wayward soul but it's good that I know it
Rhymes cold like snow, and you can bet that I'm flowing
