Time to flip the script
Bout to slit the wrists of all the niggas who f*cking
Doubt this shit, I got
Rusty barbed wire wrapped around my f*cking throat
Gotta keep drinking liquor so my shit doesn't close
I'm addicted to asphyxiation, when I'm close to Death, that's when I'm most creative
I'm a meditating deviant
A devastating miscreant
Who loves taking drugs for self detonating treatment, I'm
Addicted to the pain
Just another masochistic statistic
With sadistic ideals
The idea in my eyes reel, crimes fly, basophilia, my cells are
Stained black, with the poison I ingest, like a margarita
Under the red sun, bleeding stars just like my bleeding heart
I whispered to the bleeding sun and kissed it with my bleeding tongue
Until it turns back and tells me that the bleeding's fun
Godinho - Bleeding Sun Lyrics
Godinho - Bleeding Sun Lyrics
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Time to flip the script
Bout to slit the wrists of all the niggas who f*cking
Doubt this shit, I got
Rusty barbed wire wrapped around my f*cking throat
Gotta keep drinking liquor so my shit doesn't close
I'm addicted to asphyxiation, when I'm close to Death, that's when I'm most creative
I'm a meditating deviant
A devastating miscreant
Who loves taking drugs for self detonating treatment, I'm
Addicted to the pain
Just another masochistic statistic
With sadistic ideals
The idea in my eyes reel, crimes fly, basophilia, my cells are
Stained black, with the poison I ingest, like a margarita
Under the red sun, bleeding stars just like my bleeding heart
I whispered to the bleeding sun and kissed it with my bleeding tongue
Until it turns back and tells me that the bleeding's fun
Bout to slit the wrists of all the niggas who f*cking
Doubt this shit, I got
Rusty barbed wire wrapped around my f*cking throat
Gotta keep drinking liquor so my shit doesn't close
I'm addicted to asphyxiation, when I'm close to Death, that's when I'm most creative
I'm a meditating deviant
A devastating miscreant
Who loves taking drugs for self detonating treatment, I'm
Addicted to the pain
Just another masochistic statistic
With sadistic ideals
The idea in my eyes reel, crimes fly, basophilia, my cells are
Stained black, with the poison I ingest, like a margarita
Under the red sun, bleeding stars just like my bleeding heart
I whispered to the bleeding sun and kissed it with my bleeding tongue
Until it turns back and tells me that the bleeding's fun
Writer: Samuel Godinho
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