PROPHETSANTHEM lyrics

[HXNRY, Intro]

Sleep tight (x17)

[Verse 1]

I-I-I-I got no love for you ingrates, all of you mistakes
Posting your problems, like boy you look b*tch-made
I'm taking my meds just to feel like I'm nothing
Societies dead and we're given em crutches, I need a concussion
I'm missing your touches, my heart rate is rushing, I can't stop this cutting

This underground grunge rat got nothing to prosper
I'm pulling the thoughts out my head with a f*cking revolver
I'm pushing down feelings and kissing up on her, my stomach is turning
The sanities burning, stability's hurting, depression is lurking
I'm closing the curtains

[Verse 2]

These impulsive choices are f*cking up my life, leap off the high rise
I wanna sky dive, killing that pus*y, I'm takin hеr nine lives
HXNRY the prophеt, I'm Optimus Prime, I been babbling
Talking autonomous, walking anonymous, hit like Muhammad
I'm shaking your shakras, put that in the dirt and I love riots
Baby come try, I been killing gods with this acid diet, watch yo homie's Man I'm so excited, I been making victims
Sipping psilocybin, leave their bodies drying, when the prophets talking-
You can't keep him quiet

[Kill Dyll, Chorus]

One, two, three, four, bodies scattered on the floor
Five, six, seven, eight, I slit through your f*cking brain [x3]

[Verse]

Sick and tired of your f*cking lies
Put a bullet through your motherf*cking head
Say goodnight, feed him cyanide
Watch him gasp for breath, bleed him of his life
I'm a [?] break his skull [?]
Driving fast till we're f*cking dead, I'm so sick of living
Killed them off and laughed

[Chorus]

One, two, three, four, bodies scattered on the floor
Five, six, seven, eight, I slit through your f*cking brain

[HXNRY: Outro]
Given em crutches
I need a concussion, I'm missing your touches
My heart rate is rushing, I can't stop this cutting
This underground grunge rat got nothing to prosper
I'm pulling the thoughts out my head with a f*cking revolver, I'm-