DEMONER // DEMONS

(Pen Gutt)
OOOOOOOOOOOOH HEY!

(Pen Gutt & GlockSivertFlex)
I gotta go home fore i loose myself
Fore loose myself
I gotta go home fore i loose myself
Fore loose myself
I gotta go home fore i loose myself
Loose myself, every fucking weekend
I’ve lost myself
So i gotta go home

(1 Vers: GlockSivertFlex)
I lost myself, when I lit up behind haus
Found the faith in my gang, and started being generous
Bummed here and there, and started on credit
Now i got a really bad deal I’ve never get rid of
The shadows are surrounding me
I got to go to bed
The voices are talking in my head
I’m just laying there
Are you really there for me bro?
Do you want to defy me?
If you ain’t answering now you gotta go
Cause I’ve lost my faith
Every bitch just treats me like a bridge
I’m feeling like, Darius with the gloves on
Moonwalking out the bar, wtf are they lookin at?
I can’t handle the pressure, I just gotta flex on some dumb shit with double g buckles
I hate u, i hate u, i can’t even have friends
When u see me out don’t think that anything’s changed

(Pen Gutt)
I gotta go home fore i loose myself
Fore loose myself
I gotta go home fore i loose myself
Fore loose myself
I gotta go home fore i loose myself
Loose myself, every fucking weekend
I’ve lost myself
So i gotta go home

I can hear everything they’re saying, and they’re saying a lot of shit
If they’d just used the same amount of time to talk to actually do something with their life, then maybe they’d be happy
But everybody likes gossip, and gossip equals paid
The worst rumors always comes from your best friend
It’ll always be somebody who feel left out
But it’s a reason you seperate between friends and acquaintances
She said i wasn’t the same
Naaaaaaah, bitch I’ve changed
This drink is making me speak the truth
This screen is making my face all loose
And I’m still captured
Just think if anything of this didn’t exist and we were just existing in our heads
And think of all the chances we miss by thinking of some other shit
And so many hours we loose by reminissing about other things
And i feel posessed, 666
My head spinning, jaw breaking, friends melting through my hand when they’re swallowing down on X
Who the fuck breaks up with a text
I dont give fuck, I leave her on read
I dont have fans i got a moterfucking sect
Follow me everybody let’s all kill ourself

(Pen Gutt)
(I gotta go home fore i loose myself
Fore loose myself
I gotta go home fore i loose myself
Fore loose myself)
I gotta go home fore i loose myself
Loose myself, every fucking weekend
I’ve lost myself
So i gotta go home

(Outro: Sister)
To know that you’re perishable is really useful, yeh and think of, and then he says, i don’t know if it’s that lecture but he sees death as just, what is he saying again, if you could think of what you were before you was born, and the only thing you can think of, is darkness, then death will be precisly that, death is something recognizable, you know that, you’ve got previous knowledge…