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lirik lagu dead players - dustbowl

[verse 1 ~ jam baxter]
undeniably sl!ck, human pipe bombs our insides quietly tick
you’re always on that pseudo~psychiatry schtick
face looks as if you’ve always just been violently sick, weird
watched every last letter in your name squirm
mischief in our eyes all our nights took a strange turn
the cruel sunrise, there’s fifty layers of my face burnt
display all the compassion of a tapeworm
blurred little heart, comprised of six pixels
coughing out the usual hot stew with mixed signals
became missing persons back when we sniffеd crystals
them holloway raves werе our candlelit vigils
the city flattened out in front of me i found it strange
feeling like i just inhaled a whole mountain range
out to my creeps that stay doggedly identical
hit the pause b~tton, and watched everyone around them change
the town gets desolate at times
sp~wn your little replicas and dress them to the nines
how you old and nulled and still developing your spines
raise a glass for your impressionable minds
the veil slipped, and our nature was inescapable
body’s looking weird and shiny and inflatable
they bobbed around the room and barely flinched as we ate them all
this beast of a machine is now fully operational

[chorus ~ jam baxter]
desert on the doorstep
step into the dustbowl
pretty little world
disappearing down the plughole
me, i see it all
that’s how i keep my blood cold
man, i’m just here to watch it unfold
[bridge ~ jam baxter]
fresh from my daily resurrection
new bleached bones underneath
at the roulette table to your left
never split your winnings with a thief

[verse 3 ~ dabbla]
i see you’re still finding your niche
and i’m excited for you
but i’m tryna sleep
and all these sob stories boring are grating on me
like a room full of small babies grinding their t~~th
(yeah that’s enough)
superbowling while you’re doomscrolling
came home to find the whole of [?] swollen
couple goon patrolling out in golden hour
saw that your entire yard and every room’s stolen
one hand clapping while i’m glam packing
check i’m land grabbing with the little flag flapping
got them sandbagging on that bandwagon
gas trapping since the day that i began rapping
need you about as much as a slow puncture
thought about it now you’re questioning your own conjuncture
like what is lightning without no thunder
like any radar that you’ve flown under
the strange creature with the bait feature
pretty decent gatekeeper for a cake dealer
if the grass ain’t greener, then it ain’t greener
still the main geezer, with the brain freezer
and i’ve been stabbed a couple times in my deflated ego
hasta luego, [?], [?]
donny fuego sipping on a mezcalito
on a lilo, tryna keep it tranquilo
while i lay low
[chorus ~ jam baxter]
desert on the doorstep
step into the dustbowl
pretty little world
disappearing down the plughole
me, i see it all
that’s how i keep my blood cold
man, i’m just here to watch it unfold
[bridge ~ jam baxter]
fresh from my daily resurrection
new bleached bones underneath
at the roulette table to your left
never split your winnings with a thief

[bridge ~ jam baxter]
fresh from my daily resurrection
new bleached bones underneath
at the roulette table to your left
never split your winnings with a thief

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