Picture this, bathroom mirror, the world feels like it's fallin' apart
A stranger known by heart, but this life's a game you can't restart
Your thoughts distort, a house of cards with burnt up, torn up, cracked support
Deport your soul across the page until those words stop falling short
Givin' it up or givin' it all, give all that's asked for that coastline breeze
Get off your knees, but that don't stop the ruthless grip of this disease
Perception starts to freeze so let's turn it up a hundred degrees
Let the music let you slip into a state of ease
Room spins consciousness is fading now
It's like you can't- stop, you're fallin' to the ground your
Mind sails the stars fall all around
Here come the sounds and sights that do confound and your
Mind fails, to see what's coming now oh
Who would've guessed our ship has run aground but please
Don't frown, don't fear these threats that surround
You'll push on as sure as this hook's inbound now clear
Two, three, four
Clear, get back, for this heart
Attack, fill my soul with
Something that I lack
I think it's you and this beat,
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Panic never tastes this sweet
Feel the music's energy
Turn it up to eleven
Puppet of this tune's expression
Demons of tonal possession
Takin' lessons till I'm deafened
Once I'm in the grave these melodies still remain
I'll- offer up my faith to the sacred rhythm wraith
Clock strikes twelve, and once again your thoughts convince you you're alone
Crumble from the pain, they'll aim for the scars you left exposed
At home in the unknown, choking on the rotten seeds you've sown
Dronin' like a husk and then you're sinking like a stone
Your mind's made up, another close call, your vision turns to dark
It's just the start, blood in the water, sharks hunt you as you embark
You thirst yet there's a drought, dripping sweat with cottonmouth
Don't let the music take you into a frightened state of doubt
Room spins consciousness is fading now
It's like you can't stop, you're fallin' to the ground your
Mind sails the stars fall all around
Here come the sounds and sights that do confound and your
Mind fails, to see what's coming now oh
Who would've guessed our ship has run aground but please
Don't frown, don't fear these threats that surround
You'll push on as sure as this hook's inbound now clear
Two, three, four
Clear, get back, for this heart
Attack, fill my soul with
Something that I lack
I think it's you and this beat
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Panic never tastes this sweet
Feel the music's energy
Turn it up to eleven
Puppet of this tune's expression
Demons of tonal possession
Takin' lessons till I'm deafened
Once I'm in the grave these melodies still remain
I'll offer up my faith to the sacred rhythm wraith
BWittz - Rhythm Wraith (feat. McX) Lyrics
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Picture this, bathroom mirror, the world feels like it's fallin' apart
A stranger known by heart, but this life's a game you can't restart
Your thoughts distort, a house of cards with burnt up, torn up, cracked support
Deport your soul across the page until those words stop falling short
Givin' it up or givin' it all, give all that's asked for that coastline breeze
Get off your knees, but that don't stop the ruthless grip of this disease
Perception starts to freeze so let's turn it up a hundred degrees
Let the music let you slip into a state of ease
Room spins consciousness is fading now
It's like you can't- stop, you're fallin' to the ground your
Mind sails the stars fall all around
Here come the sounds and sights that do confound and your
Mind fails, to see what's coming now oh
Who would've guessed our ship has run aground but please
Don't frown, don't fear these threats that surround
You'll push on as sure as this hook's inbound now clear
Two, three, four
Clear, get back, for this heart
Attack, fill my soul with
Something that I lack
I think it's you and this beat,
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Panic never tastes this sweet
Feel the music's energy
Turn it up to eleven
Puppet of this tune's expression
Demons of tonal possession
Takin' lessons till I'm deafened
Once I'm in the grave these melodies still remain
I'll- offer up my faith to the sacred rhythm wraith
Clock strikes twelve, and once again your thoughts convince you you're alone
Crumble from the pain, they'll aim for the scars you left exposed
At home in the unknown, choking on the rotten seeds you've sown
Dronin' like a husk and then you're sinking like a stone
Your mind's made up, another close call, your vision turns to dark
It's just the start, blood in the water, sharks hunt you as you embark
You thirst yet there's a drought, dripping sweat with cottonmouth
Don't let the music take you into a frightened state of doubt
Room spins consciousness is fading now
It's like you can't stop, you're fallin' to the ground your
Mind sails the stars fall all around
Here come the sounds and sights that do confound and your
Mind fails, to see what's coming now oh
Who would've guessed our ship has run aground but please
Don't frown, don't fear these threats that surround
You'll push on as sure as this hook's inbound now clear
Two, three, four
Clear, get back, for this heart
Attack, fill my soul with
Something that I lack
I think it's you and this beat
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Panic never tastes this sweet
Feel the music's energy
Turn it up to eleven
Puppet of this tune's expression
Demons of tonal possession
Takin' lessons till I'm deafened
Once I'm in the grave these melodies still remain
I'll offer up my faith to the sacred rhythm wraith
A stranger known by heart, but this life's a game you can't restart
Your thoughts distort, a house of cards with burnt up, torn up, cracked support
Deport your soul across the page until those words stop falling short
Givin' it up or givin' it all, give all that's asked for that coastline breeze
Get off your knees, but that don't stop the ruthless grip of this disease
Perception starts to freeze so let's turn it up a hundred degrees
Let the music let you slip into a state of ease
Room spins consciousness is fading now
It's like you can't- stop, you're fallin' to the ground your
Mind sails the stars fall all around
Here come the sounds and sights that do confound and your
Mind fails, to see what's coming now oh
Who would've guessed our ship has run aground but please
Don't frown, don't fear these threats that surround
You'll push on as sure as this hook's inbound now clear
Two, three, four
Clear, get back, for this heart
Attack, fill my soul with
Something that I lack
I think it's you and this beat,
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Panic never tastes this sweet
Feel the music's energy
Turn it up to eleven
Puppet of this tune's expression
Demons of tonal possession
Takin' lessons till I'm deafened
Once I'm in the grave these melodies still remain
I'll- offer up my faith to the sacred rhythm wraith
Clock strikes twelve, and once again your thoughts convince you you're alone
Crumble from the pain, they'll aim for the scars you left exposed
At home in the unknown, choking on the rotten seeds you've sown
Dronin' like a husk and then you're sinking like a stone
Your mind's made up, another close call, your vision turns to dark
It's just the start, blood in the water, sharks hunt you as you embark
You thirst yet there's a drought, dripping sweat with cottonmouth
Don't let the music take you into a frightened state of doubt
Room spins consciousness is fading now
It's like you can't stop, you're fallin' to the ground your
Mind sails the stars fall all around
Here come the sounds and sights that do confound and your
Mind fails, to see what's coming now oh
Who would've guessed our ship has run aground but please
Don't frown, don't fear these threats that surround
You'll push on as sure as this hook's inbound now clear
Two, three, four
Clear, get back, for this heart
Attack, fill my soul with
Something that I lack
I think it's you and this beat
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Panic never tastes this sweet
Feel the music's energy
Turn it up to eleven
Puppet of this tune's expression
Demons of tonal possession
Takin' lessons till I'm deafened
Once I'm in the grave these melodies still remain
I'll offer up my faith to the sacred rhythm wraith
Writer: Bert Whitt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid