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Squishy Caterpillars Riding On Bullets

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Istasha Canonical path: /istasha/squishy-caterpillars-riding-on-bullets Related lyric paths: 6
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Squishy Caterpillars Riding On Bullets

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Under trees I could lay, no shade

I feel like apollo but I feel no pain

Prolly I'm a dummy, no mannequin

But I cannot shift anything

On the minute I could change my name

No

Witch that could phase my brain

Back with the shakels strapped, untamed

All up in the cut like it’s bad blood, buds are bad crop

Brain rot, like I got bad strain

Ghost, leave the scene

Go burrow down in debris

No control, no receipt

No buy back, drift with the leaves

In my hell, forty feet

No cover deep under sea

Never sleep, leave my face

Live in my space, I paint opaque

Ice cold, bitten like revved up pit bull

I go hidden, like a debt never payed full

Hollowed face stay marked, no sigil

I could play my part, no vigil

Hooked up taken by the breath like a dead bug

With the baggage, I'm a vet on the red rug

Hall of fame lay tame, residual

Sever connections, affection, forget 'em all

Ghost, leave the scene

Go burrow down in debris

No control, no receipt

No buy back, drift with the leaves

In my hell, forty feet

No cover deep under sea

Never sleep, leave my face

Live in my space, I paint opaque

Ghost, leave the scene

Go burrow down in debris

No control, no receipt

No buy back, drift with the leaves

In my hell, forty feet

No cover deep under sea

Never sleep, leave my face

Live in my space, I paint opaque

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