Crafty Barnardo - Dead (888-222)

Gonna live for myself
I'm a god, I'm a god
Gonna pray to myself
I'm a god they say I'm not
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dying for myself
I don't have no live to will
Abaddon and me right here
Feel the pain through fingertips
I can taste the lies upon your lips
This position, why am I right here
Ask my demons and they told me this
We can, Fall
We can, Fall
We can, Fall
We can, Fall
We can, Fall
We can, Fall
We can, Fall
We can, Fall
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dying for myself
Dead
Dead
Dead
The Lies, Taste the lies upon your
Upon your lips, Upon your
Upon your lips
Say I'm not
Say I'm, Say I'm not
Say I'm not
Say I'm not
Say I'm, Say I'm not

Written by:
Mauryce Allen

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