Muze Sikk – Emaciated Lyrics

Emaciated Lyrics

Muze Sikk
MF don’t push me to the edge
Body full of lead is the mindstate
Dead
Fucked in the brain
Soul sucked all the way
Suffering and pain
Flooding right through the veins
Paint the perfect picture like a fucking bloodstain
When you hit the fucking grave that’s where you stay
No way out
No light at the end of the tunnel

The greyest clouds
Pouring acid rain down
Wipes the tombstone clean
No one knows who this MF was

I come to grips with this fucking futility
Why shed a single tear when no one will remember me?
As far as trees go
No one noticed that the mf forest was a blazing
It’s amazing
Motherfucking wasted
Out my fucking mind
Can’t remember last night
But I can’t taste it

MF understand what I’m saying?
Body drained bled
Its the mindstate
Dead
Fucked in the brain
Soul sucked all the way
Suffering and pain
And I’m stuck in my ways
Paint the perfect scene with a fucking bloodstain
And you ain’t got shit to say
Except scream
No way out
No light at the end of the tunnel

The same grey clouds
Pouring acid rain down
It’s wiped that tombstone clean
Who knows who that MF was

Who knows

Who knows
Lonely life
Uno
Roll the dice
True lows
Gotta a sight that flourished
Rocking the symbolism
With the Syllogism
Got the militant mind-frame
You won’t disassemble
As you were MF
Get ya head checked
Fuck a fake
I’m too real for the snakeskin
ing dawn with the fist of a God
Swear to God I don’t fucking pause
We go on and on MF

Ionic stitching
The lies are set to dry out
Emaciated
Devoured every hollow tone
Distorted basis
The marvel of extinction
The same MF lesson that you’ll never learn

MF don’t push me to the edge
Body full of lead is the mindstate
Dead
Fucked in the brain
Soul sucked all the way
Suffering and pain
Flooding right through the veins
All I wanna do is make the fucking song scream
Death in my eyes
I can see the whole thing
Death the puppeteer
And the strings made of fear
This dishonorable deception they perpetuate is clear

The gravest sound
War has desecrated everything
It’s wipes the tombstone clean
Some’ll stay unknown but their summer never goes

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