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DeadFriend - CLOCKWISE Lyrics



DeadFriend - CLOCKWISE Lyrics




No secret, they said I'd never be shit and I believed it, take a peek into these lost eyes
No secret, they said I'd never be shit and I believed it, take a peek into these lost eyes
Blanket statement, I'd never make it, all lies
Couldn't fake it till I made it, so I got high

Feelin' hogtied off my meds
Diggin' my grave, deep thoughts to match the plot size
Angry as slim with the blonde dye, peroxide
Trying to stop time, counter to the clockwise

Had a friend Jackrabbit
Would Jack and flip it like acrobatics for his xan and crack habit
An addict who cursed more than black magic
Till he got his ass blasted, so damn tragic

But I plain carry on with baggage
On board to see level/sea level headed but sank Titanic
Rose from a casket, back at it, manic
Craftin' raps with blood on my lab jacket, savage!

Never bite the hand that feeds, yet every hand's bit
Pull my card and get decked quick as Gambit
Passed out in the back of class, but never passed the class
Only thing I passed was weed that's lit

Holy water burned a hole in my skin
Soldier of sin, alone so only real friend
Solely was Jim Beam, lonely a sick fiend
Dope with the sixteens when I was holdin' a pen

Time and a grudge, for anybody who judge
While lit off every drug, got us laid out like a rug
Smoke a roach while I bug, crawlin' slow as a snail
While dodgin' all of the slugs, with salt deep in our cuts

No happy ending like a rub and tug
Screamin' f*ck love with middle fingers up in the club
Puffing a dub, chuggin my cup, drunk as a skunk
Running amok cause we're f*ckin' it up, what?

My own roadblock on this cold walk
Tortured by my own thoughts, lettin' my soul rot
No guap, next to those who smoke rocks
So stick your neck out and get your throat shot
It just don't stop
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No secret, they said I'd never be shit and I believed it, take a peek into these lost eyes
No secret, they said I'd never be shit and I believed it, take a peek into these lost eyes
Blanket statement, I'd never make it, all lies
Couldn't fake it till I made it, so I got high

Feelin' hogtied off my meds
Diggin' my grave, deep thoughts to match the plot size
Angry as slim with the blonde dye, peroxide
Trying to stop time, counter to the clockwise

Had a friend Jackrabbit
Would Jack and flip it like acrobatics for his xan and crack habit
An addict who cursed more than black magic
Till he got his ass blasted, so damn tragic

But I plain carry on with baggage
On board to see level/sea level headed but sank Titanic
Rose from a casket, back at it, manic
Craftin' raps with blood on my lab jacket, savage!

Never bite the hand that feeds, yet every hand's bit
Pull my card and get decked quick as Gambit
Passed out in the back of class, but never passed the class
Only thing I passed was weed that's lit

Holy water burned a hole in my skin
Soldier of sin, alone so only real friend
Solely was Jim Beam, lonely a sick fiend
Dope with the sixteens when I was holdin' a pen

Time and a grudge, for anybody who judge
While lit off every drug, got us laid out like a rug
Smoke a roach while I bug, crawlin' slow as a snail
While dodgin' all of the slugs, with salt deep in our cuts

No happy ending like a rub and tug
Screamin' f*ck love with middle fingers up in the club
Puffing a dub, chuggin my cup, drunk as a skunk
Running amok cause we're f*ckin' it up, what?

My own roadblock on this cold walk
Tortured by my own thoughts, lettin' my soul rot
No guap, next to those who smoke rocks
So stick your neck out and get your throat shot
It just don't stop
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Writer: DANIEL PACHECO
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: DeadFriend
Language: English
Length: 1:22
Written by: DANIEL PACHECO

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