There's a stranger in my home
Dry as a bone
High in a zone
Won't leave me alone
An imposter in my skin
Killing the mind it never crossed that I was him
There's some danger on my phone
Becoming prone to living it lone
Living in skip scenes and drones
I kinda lost it to begin
Let him enter now he's locked deep down within
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
The dead of night brings my levels right
I just feel such dread that I could be slept in time
Or left to rhyme in my hectic mind
Dead inside
The tears you wept were mine
Swept aside
I live upon the best of times
A crest of lies
If your declines too sore for eyes
Deplore your tortured mind
Absorb a your finds and score some lines
Implored to die
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
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English
There's a stranger in my home
Dry as a bone
High in a zone
Won't leave me alone
An imposter in my skin
Killing the mind it never crossed that I was him
There's some danger on my phone
Becoming prone to living it lone
Living in skip scenes and drones
I kinda lost it to begin
Let him enter now he's locked deep down within
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
The dead of night brings my levels right
I just feel such dread that I could be slept in time
Or left to rhyme in my hectic mind
Dead inside
The tears you wept were mine
Swept aside
I live upon the best of times
A crest of lies
If your declines too sore for eyes
Deplore your tortured mind
Absorb a your finds and score some lines
Implored to die
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
Dry as a bone
High in a zone
Won't leave me alone
An imposter in my skin
Killing the mind it never crossed that I was him
There's some danger on my phone
Becoming prone to living it lone
Living in skip scenes and drones
I kinda lost it to begin
Let him enter now he's locked deep down within
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
The dead of night brings my levels right
I just feel such dread that I could be slept in time
Or left to rhyme in my hectic mind
Dead inside
The tears you wept were mine
Swept aside
I live upon the best of times
A crest of lies
If your declines too sore for eyes
Deplore your tortured mind
Absorb a your finds and score some lines
Implored to die
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Quench my thirst
Oh feed my soul
Feed my soul
Writer: Sam Johnson
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