BEAUTIFUL (ft. Overpade)
๐ต 2712 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:33 duration
๐ ID: 23784638
๐ Lyrics
You dance like a marionette
The uncanny valley needs depth
Crown is still on your head
Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
Crack in the porcelain
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
You laugh with hand on your neck
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
Idle eyes, broken grasp
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
Drinking in pixel light, you don't want the sun to touch me
Oxidize and iron turns to rust in my bloodstream
Overheated CPU mirages
Nigga I'm seeping through the pauses in your laughter
Fill up the gaps, no choice but love me
Figurine molded into figurehead
They replaced the nicotine with โ in their cigarettes
Independents spill acrylic on the internet
Watching where the sinners step
(This is the Arsonist)
You dance like a marionette
The uncanny valley needs depth
Crown is still on your head
Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
Crack in the porcelain
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
You laugh with hand on your neck
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
Idle eyes, broken grasp
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
Got my neck caught in a wire trap
Algorithms out your rhythms better than the a wiretap
Audience puppeteering, tear up when the wires snap
I'm circuit boards and wires
Spreading fire when I breathe
My skin is reflecting niggas' desires back in they face
I been inflecting wounds and infesting lifetimes
Prior to prepping your grave
Data collection, no, I'm collecting souls
I compile them to better lure prey
I'm acquiring your tastes
Online liars are lying in wait
You dance like a marionette
The uncanny valley needs depth
Crown is still on your head
Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
Crack in the porcelain
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
You laugh with hand on your neck
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
Idle eyes, broken grasp
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
It's all a front, the jig is up, yeah
Not talking much, yeah, not acting up, yeah
The face that I stole is to be someone to love, yeah
Not one to judge yeah, I still get judged yeah
It's all a front, the jig is up, yeah
Not talking much, yeah, not acting up, yeah
The face that I stole is to be someone to love, yeah
The jig is beautiful, the jig is beautiful
The uncanny valley needs depth
Crown is still on your head
Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
Crack in the porcelain
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
You laugh with hand on your neck
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
Idle eyes, broken grasp
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
Drinking in pixel light, you don't want the sun to touch me
Oxidize and iron turns to rust in my bloodstream
Overheated CPU mirages
Nigga I'm seeping through the pauses in your laughter
Fill up the gaps, no choice but love me
Figurine molded into figurehead
They replaced the nicotine with โ in their cigarettes
Independents spill acrylic on the internet
Watching where the sinners step
(This is the Arsonist)
You dance like a marionette
The uncanny valley needs depth
Crown is still on your head
Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
Crack in the porcelain
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
You laugh with hand on your neck
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
Idle eyes, broken grasp
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
Got my neck caught in a wire trap
Algorithms out your rhythms better than the a wiretap
Audience puppeteering, tear up when the wires snap
I'm circuit boards and wires
Spreading fire when I breathe
My skin is reflecting niggas' desires back in they face
I been inflecting wounds and infesting lifetimes
Prior to prepping your grave
Data collection, no, I'm collecting souls
I compile them to better lure prey
I'm acquiring your tastes
Online liars are lying in wait
You dance like a marionette
The uncanny valley needs depth
Crown is still on your head
Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
Crack in the porcelain
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
You laugh with hand on your neck
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
Idle eyes, broken grasp
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
It's all a front, the jig is up, yeah
Not talking much, yeah, not acting up, yeah
The face that I stole is to be someone to love, yeah
Not one to judge yeah, I still get judged yeah
It's all a front, the jig is up, yeah
Not talking much, yeah, not acting up, yeah
The face that I stole is to be someone to love, yeah
The jig is beautiful, the jig is beautiful
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.17] You dance like a marionette
[00:02.67] The uncanny valley needs depth
[00:03.94] Crown is still on your head
[00:05.05] Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
[00:07.35] Crack in the porcelain
[00:08.13] Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
[00:10.78] You laugh with hand on your neck
[00:11.79] Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
[00:14.90] Idle eyes, broken grasp
[00:17.85] Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
[00:20.91] Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
[00:23.88] Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
[00:26.56] Drinking in pixel light, you don't want the sun to touch me
[00:29.97] Oxidize and iron turns to rust in my bloodstream
[00:32.87] Overheated CPU mirages
[00:34.93] Nigga I'm seeping through the pauses in your laughter
[00:37.01] Fill up the gaps, no choice but love me
[00:39.14] Figurine molded into figurehead
[00:41.50] They replaced the nicotine with โ in their cigarettes
[00:44.63] Independents spill acrylic on the internet
[00:47.53] Watching where the sinners step
[00:49.04] (This is the Arsonist)
[00:50.15] You dance like a marionette
[00:51.42] The uncanny valley needs depth
[00:52.76] Crown is still on your head
[00:53.78] Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
[00:56.07] Crack in the porcelain
[00:57.19] Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
[00:59.27] You laugh with hand on your neck
[01:00.55] Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
[01:03.48] Idle eyes, broken grasp
[01:06.04] Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
[01:09.53] Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
[01:12.43] Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
[01:15.58] Got my neck caught in a wire trap
[01:17.67] Algorithms out your rhythms better than the a wiretap
[01:20.75] Audience puppeteering, tear up when the wires snap
[01:23.37] I'm circuit boards and wires
[01:24.96] Spreading fire when I breathe
[01:26.75] My skin is reflecting niggas' desires back in they face
[01:29.10] I been inflecting wounds and infesting lifetimes
[01:31.26] Prior to prepping your grave
[01:32.51] Data collection, no, I'm collecting souls
[01:34.18] I compile them to better lure prey
[01:35.53] I'm acquiring your tastes
[01:37.19] Online liars are lying in wait
[01:38.41] You dance like a marionette
[01:40.04] The uncanny valley needs depth
[01:41.52] Crown is still on your head
[01:42.51] Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
[01:44.66] Crack in the porcelain
[01:45.47] Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
[01:47.55] You laugh with hand on your neck
[01:49.11] Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
[01:51.78] Idle eyes, broken grasp
[01:54.63] Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
[01:57.80] Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
[02:00.63] Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
[02:03.53] It's all a front, the jig is up, yeah
[02:05.87] Not talking much, yeah, not acting up, yeah
[02:09.30] The face that I stole is to be someone to love, yeah
[02:12.60] Not one to judge yeah, I still get judged yeah
[02:15.51] It's all a front, the jig is up, yeah
[02:17.92] Not talking much, yeah, not acting up, yeah
[02:20.83] The face that I stole is to be someone to love, yeah
[02:23.91] The jig is beautiful, the jig is beautiful
[02:27.70]
[00:02.67] The uncanny valley needs depth
[00:03.94] Crown is still on your head
[00:05.05] Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
[00:07.35] Crack in the porcelain
[00:08.13] Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
[00:10.78] You laugh with hand on your neck
[00:11.79] Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
[00:14.90] Idle eyes, broken grasp
[00:17.85] Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
[00:20.91] Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
[00:23.88] Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
[00:26.56] Drinking in pixel light, you don't want the sun to touch me
[00:29.97] Oxidize and iron turns to rust in my bloodstream
[00:32.87] Overheated CPU mirages
[00:34.93] Nigga I'm seeping through the pauses in your laughter
[00:37.01] Fill up the gaps, no choice but love me
[00:39.14] Figurine molded into figurehead
[00:41.50] They replaced the nicotine with โ in their cigarettes
[00:44.63] Independents spill acrylic on the internet
[00:47.53] Watching where the sinners step
[00:49.04] (This is the Arsonist)
[00:50.15] You dance like a marionette
[00:51.42] The uncanny valley needs depth
[00:52.76] Crown is still on your head
[00:53.78] Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
[00:56.07] Crack in the porcelain
[00:57.19] Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
[00:59.27] You laugh with hand on your neck
[01:00.55] Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
[01:03.48] Idle eyes, broken grasp
[01:06.04] Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
[01:09.53] Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
[01:12.43] Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
[01:15.58] Got my neck caught in a wire trap
[01:17.67] Algorithms out your rhythms better than the a wiretap
[01:20.75] Audience puppeteering, tear up when the wires snap
[01:23.37] I'm circuit boards and wires
[01:24.96] Spreading fire when I breathe
[01:26.75] My skin is reflecting niggas' desires back in they face
[01:29.10] I been inflecting wounds and infesting lifetimes
[01:31.26] Prior to prepping your grave
[01:32.51] Data collection, no, I'm collecting souls
[01:34.18] I compile them to better lure prey
[01:35.53] I'm acquiring your tastes
[01:37.19] Online liars are lying in wait
[01:38.41] You dance like a marionette
[01:40.04] The uncanny valley needs depth
[01:41.52] Crown is still on your head
[01:42.51] Only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet
[01:44.66] Crack in the porcelain
[01:45.47] Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death
[01:47.55] You laugh with hand on your neck
[01:49.11] Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque
[01:51.78] Idle eyes, broken grasp
[01:54.63] Obey your God and idolize the golden calf, it's beautiful
[01:57.80] Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals
[02:00.63] Betray your trust, in private I'm just molten glass
[02:03.53] It's all a front, the jig is up, yeah
[02:05.87] Not talking much, yeah, not acting up, yeah
[02:09.30] The face that I stole is to be someone to love, yeah
[02:12.60] Not one to judge yeah, I still get judged yeah
[02:15.51] It's all a front, the jig is up, yeah
[02:17.92] Not talking much, yeah, not acting up, yeah
[02:20.83] The face that I stole is to be someone to love, yeah
[02:23.91] The jig is beautiful, the jig is beautiful
[02:27.70]