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WOE features SHUSH on vocals and Roma on the beat. Stream SHUSH here - Stream Roma Jonson here - Visit the official SHUSH merch store - Mixed & mastered by Numb$kull: IG - AMV by - Thanks a ton for the support!! Lyrics: Woe Eyeyey Woe Eh, let's go Woe Paint that woe up on my face Like, woe is me I'm tryna find my place, stitch Stitch up on my mind I got wound But of the mental kind, bitch Bitch, I'm try'na get my chedder right Before I see the light The season always rainy Umbrella season - Like suicide Communicate with demons You know SHUSH go ouija board all night Like terror on the radio I blow them ear drums out all right I'm contemplating (Yuh) On all them ways to make that bacon Ah, ah, ah, ah Call on darkness Try'na sell my soul Like, oh lord... Can you hear me now Been screaming like a monster for some time now I got a hole inside my heart Inside my mind That shit be dark Dont challenge me You know I'll knock the ball out of the park I come with dirt I won't stop grinding til my piggy bank all fat like Where the scales at, bitch I come with armor on my heart Black lungs, coz yeah, I smoked a lot Fuck I'll tell you some tales Someday my brain won't know your name, eh I'll tell you some tales Someday memories will fade away, yeah I'll tell you some tales Some day your shit, it won't matter anymore Time for some tales The bigger, the harder they fall Fall, fall down Shadows wrap around my crown Got a throne built out of madness When I sit on that, feel proud Your view shrouded by the clout My view be faded, trippy, sound I seen the horrors and I faced them Now I tell it to your faces Yeah Contemplating (Yuh) On all them ways to make that bacon Ah, ah, ah, ah Contemplating On all them ways to make that bacon (Make that, bacon) Them man be liars, they all fakes Digging a grave, I undertake it Yuh (I undertake that) Spade left by the grave Already fallen Ain't no angel Nah (I ain't no angel) Darkness in the room Now I be taking all the breath away (Take that away) Darkness in the room I call that home... Yuh Them man be liars, they all fakes (They all liars, they all fakes) Digging a grave, I undertake it To my deathbed, leave the matrix (I'mma leave the matrix) I'll be fine, my soul be lifted, gifted Tainted like a misfit (My soul be lifted) Temporary, all the things you love (Yuh) Contemporary, I go point to death Like a blind visionary (Yuh) Shepherd to the strong If life's a mess, then sing along If life's a mess, better get it undressed. Say less Like a contest Everybody try'na lose the conquest Countdown to death I ain't stressed No time for rest No, no, no Countdown to death I ain't stressed No time for rest No, no, no
