Anastacio Fuentes Luciano lyrics

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Ethereal


[Intro]
Blurry, blurry, blurry, blurry
Comin' out like a rapture believer
[?] b*tch, 'cause this Earth sh*t is nothing
I'm sh*ttin' on everything I touch and I love it
Every single soul on this Earth they deserve it
Everybody screaming now, "Slugger, where we running?"

[Verse 1: Slug Christ]
Can't I black out with somebody gettin' worried
I'm in my room alone so nobody gotta worry
I can't see sh*t, yeah it's all dim and blurry
Laid across the floor and I ain't really in no hurry
Laid across the floor and I never felt better
Laid out with a whore and no b*tches f*ck better
b*tch think I'm cute in this motherf*ckin' sweater
Baby girl [?] yeah she gonna give me shelter

[Bridge]
Yeah, see me, see me, see me
Veni, vidi, vici and I wonder why I'm bleeding
There ain't nothin' worth feeling
I swear I fell asleep and I couldn't stop [?]

[Verse 2]
Okay, okay, everything is blurry
Blurry, blurry, blurry and the world stopped turning
I'm sorry for my swerving
I couldn't bring myself to speed, God I was hurting
I'm floating away (floating away)
They tugging my [?] (they tugging my [?])
[?]
[?], boy
My [?] be like killing I'm reeling them in
Escape through the ceiling and germinate just like mycelium
I can't shake the feeling it's meaningless

[Verse 3]
A funeral procession is walk between any given two distances
I walk from the crib to the gas station for a couple of instances
I died a thousand times and was brought back to life every single f*cking time
It's silly how they wanna feel me but they choose to leave me in a pool of blood [?]
Not bile, bile, child, child
Nothing but a f*cking child
I don't know how I got this way thoughtlessly
I apparently have lost my way

[Verse 4]
Awful tips, awful points
Tell me I'm an awful boy
Dead men tell no tales so I be awfully quiet
Start a riot, start a riot, I'ma start a f*ckin' riot
No chains on 'cause I'm flying like Christ dying
Flying, flying, flying through the sky
Lord knows I'm trying
Trying every f*cker that denies Christ
God I'm [?]
Slugger 'sided on an island
Writing Bibles for the blind
Blurry, blurry, blurry, couldn't see you if I f*ckin' tried it

[Outro]
Lord knows I be tryin'
Blurry, blurry, blurry

There's only one way to die
There's only one way to die
There's only one way to die
f*ck it all I'm their Christ

Nah b*tch, 'cause this [?] is nothing
I'm sh*ttin' on everything I touch and I'm [?]
Every single soul on this Earth they deserve it
Everybody screaming "oh Slugger, where we running?"

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