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ANESTHETIC
Francis Oliver
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Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
R-Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
Catch my breath and fall out of bed
How long does it take anesthetic to kick in?
On my knees and clutching my chest
Administer the Venom with a lustrous kiss
I can hear a chorus of whispers
Sung through skeletal trees (Sung through trees)
I can hear the thunder resounding
Born from butterfly wings (From skeletal trees)
I watch the silver rain fall down on me
And now I see here in the end
Everyone plays, no one wins
I try to run but I just can't keep up
And all the blood on the sheets won't clean off
And you wonder why I've been so withdrawn
I try to run but I just can't keep up
I fall apart and I can't find the pieces
Been asking myself where I went wrong
Am I too far gone?
Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
R-Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
Tell myself it's all in my head (It's all inside your head, yeah)
Curtains dancing something like a ghost in the wind
(Ghost in the wind)
Paralyzed and stuck in your web (Trapped inside your web)
Counting down the seconds 'til I cease to exist
I can see a scrap metal carcass
Worn and rusted away (It's rusted away)
I can see a nightmare of fire
Take this wooden ribcage (It's turnin' to ash)
I watched the veins of God turn black with disease
And now I see here in the end
Everyone plays, no one wins
I try to run but I just can't keep up
And all the blood on the sheets won't clean off
And you wonder why I've been so withdrawn
I try to run but I just can't keep up
I fall apart and I can't find the pieces
Been asking myself where I went wrong
Am I too far gone?
Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
R-Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup
Rollin' up in the Lambo with the doors up
Pourin' up fours in the white Styrofoam cup