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BLUEPRINTS FOR IDOL GENOCIDE

de PSYCHO-FRAME

You are a swelling God of no purpose
Impregnating itself to birth more

You can say what you want
There's no difference
Chew your teeth and swim in shit from the losers' circle
I won't pretend to know you, won't see me glaze
Won't ever say that I knew when they speak your name
From the losers' circle
Loser's circle

No remorse for beating a dead horse
24 frames is all it takes
For me to set your shit straight
Writhe in the corner while I slaughter and you're left to suffer

What the fuck are you on about?
Chasing clout, fake praise falling out of your mouth
What?

I don't even try, you are not that guy
(Looks like)
Watch your spot explode, now they will behold
(You're up)
Post in black and white, while you're downing lines
(Shits creek)
I know all your kind, you cannot deny
Fake fuck
Fake fuck
Brain rot, headshot

Clamoring and breathless while you
Clutch the hole in your chest while I'm displaying ultimate violence
Eternal torment, you'll suffer in silence
There's no duckin' out, I know the smell of a future dropout
Don't look down below
You'll start to choke as you swallow
Sike

Now you'll pray to me when I walk in the room
Now you'll pray to me when I walk in the room

Looks like you're up shits creek
You "where's my hug?" looking motherfucker
Looks like you're up shits creek
They should've left you in the rubber

You can say what you want
There's no difference
Chew your teeth and swim in shit from the losers' circle
I won't pretend to know you, won't see me glaze
Won't ever say that I knew when they speak your name
From the losers' circle
Losers' circle

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