zipper

Lyrics
[Intro: Charlotte Crosby] These days been replaying since the days we were brought up Every shape's been displayed like the planets on Sauna Bites of Piranhas Snakes of Havana Aches in our backs, back in time like John Connor [Chorus: Charlotte Crosby] And I thought I knew everything It's so wrong In the end you killed every thing No more bonds And I thought I knew everything It's so wrong In the end you killed every thing No more bonds [Verse 1: Charlotte Crosby] And she said last night that she thought of me Pleading remember back then you used follow me But I now I know her deceits, I scream inaudibly I conjure darkness in a void, I'm an anomaly I used to ride for a girl who just gave me hell But now I'm fighting for my girls who because they treat me quite well And now I'm writing all verses so they can survive as well But kleets keep covering my cell Killing my will's wishing wells [Chorus: Charlotte Crosby] And I thought I knew everything It's so wrong In the end you killed every thing No more bonds And I thought I knew everything It's so wrong In the end you killed every thing No more bonds [Verse 2: JOHNNASCUS] Tracks on my face I'm a mother fucking zipper head Open my brain There is forbidden knowledge that'll leave you d-e-a-d It didn't kill me It just made me go insane Shut the fuck up please Shut the fuck up please Shut it off Shut it off Shut it off Shut it off Shut it off Shut it off Shut it off Why do I keep thinking about tomorrow Or yesterday Live in the moment That is today The only thing to think about [Verse 3: zombAe] Wringing a living to get paralyzed And I'm heating this bitch up culture say Fahrenheit And I make a cracker call the police like a karen might And a Korean nigga sold it to you like Parasite Nigga don't try to tell me But your ass gon go funny Put your head in a river Then a lake in Kentucky And a bitch gets so lucky Since you think I'm McLovin I'll strip you down no discussion Because you sausage McMuffins Uh, you get the post with no sausage, yeah I got them fangs, better run it, yeah You got a problem, go gun shit, yeah Ima leave your hoe blushing Found a new place No more blisters Got a new brain Become a zipper Thought I knew everything, that's a lie baby I don't take anything that's prescribed to me Still I know what I see, what the spiders see Eggs are laid, demonstrate, they're in [?] with me They're in [?] with me Why you lie to me? Why you lie to me? Ima die homie Ima die homie Ima die homie Ima die homie So please die homie [Verse 4: doin' fine] I see you as Garcin, with Rigault and Serrano Now will you take the door or just bump James Ferraro? You'll be a speck in the blood in the veins of the body of America And the blood, it will rush on through It do not care about, it do not care about ya Eugh, no zippers on your skirt, just a zipper to a body bag What the fuck is squealing when Inez flooded the room with gas And she tryna suck my dick but it's nothin short of politeness But I'm a fuckin' freak the second that I turn the back? Shit Fuck out of my face Put you in your place Put your heart on stasis, if all the world's a stage Incise in the back? We gon' double that We get them killed anywhere u point on the map This a jail break and we slidin' you the rope Either you gon' climb out or you usin' it to choke I wish it was my job but it ain't, so it's hope That she's breathin' in your breath when your lips get close [Chorus: Charlotte Crosby] And I thought I knew everything It's so wrong In the end you killed every thing No more bonds And I thought I knew everything It's so wrong In the end you killed every thing You killed every thing And I thought I knew everything It's so wrong In the end you killed every thing No more bonds And I thought I knew everything It's so wrong And I thought I knew everything Thought I knew everything [Outro: doin' fine] Zippers on my body imma banette This the typa shit that you can't manage, fuck outta my face, cunt
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Credits
- Writers
- JOHNNASCUS
- zombAe
- doin’ fine
- Charlotte Crosby