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“STRIGOI“ from the new album Skinwalker Social Club Prod. MOSSBACK Feat. KAMAARA & Witchouse 40k Edit by Zetsuboū絶望 (The Holy Mountain, Hausu, Enter the Void, Mad Max, Paprika) support yungmoss ❤️🔥 on patreon: Listen to Skinwalker Social Club: Follow MOSSBACK @UCbwXscGK1bReaaH8XATzdMw Follow KAMAARA @UCOHCStuvbP9RrmAQZ8-CYhg Follow Witchouse 40k @UCWrK5V0tnyLD4I7eh2E6y3g Follow Zetsuboū絶望 @zetsubou2040 🐊 LYRICS 🐊 Dreams They follow me around Dreams They follow me around Dreams They follow me around Dreams They follow me around Lately I been thinking about the time that you left Body levitating, breathing without taking a breath I'm still picking up the pieces from the puzzle you wrecked Body burning like the Nazarene, the mother she wept I been waking up in shambles, all my thoughts are a mess My bones are aching and groaning, a sinking pain in my chest When I'm sleeping there's a voice that lets me know it's upset Hallucination dripping from me in a puddle of sweat Hop out of my noggin, I don't know ya Demon followed me to Arizona Preaching out against me in a major way Pay your rent in my head, old persona I'm familiar with that stank aroma Dreams have followed me It seems they're here to stay (KAMAARA) Stick to your story Overextend you bend you break you eat the take and wash down the glory I know she badly bad you're madly sad upset she really adore me I got the car the drip the coat moncler the glicks so please do not bore me Buried a lie to tie a tie if lies could bite this shit could get gory Open the sun and stow away a wasted day like it's not important E on her tongue the cost to love is hard to pay when you can't afford it Give me the keys the red ones too I dodge and weave I muh fucken floor it Minimal space I lie awake and smell decay but tend to ignore it (Witchouse 40k) Crawl with the rats out the mud, Zombie rot em, put a shot in your back up Boy see the back of my gun with it Pullup on em, and I'm bringing his past up Past up Hop out the coffin, I walk out the bottom alone, got a glock and a mag on my nuts Sediment talkin, my skull full of holes, see the maggots around, I got bats in my blood Ghosts in the patch and we carve em out, I spin the block on em, haunted house Ghost in the face, leave your body out Camber your bones till they bottom out Glock on my body, I shot at your body, I rot em, he turn to a ghost town Fully auto wit the blicky, your block looking haunted, I'm hearing these ghosts sounds Nobody but the soul found, keep the pole out when I pullup on em Cold house, I was broke down, now a gold mouth when I pullup on em Dreams They follow me around Dreams They follow me around Dreams They follow me around Dreams They follow me around
