rawDOG
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โฑ๏ธ 3:32 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Gnawing on me
Yeah, yeah
La da da da da da
I admit
How beautiful are the syllables emitted out your lips
And I'll admit
You make me want to show myself a little bit by
Bit-bit-bit-but
In my attic lies a 100 faces
So would you stop pulling them away
I'm the man who hides
In all the masks that he makes
But you pull off my facade anyway like
Gnawing on me
She asks
And adds a question mark
Cause every mask that I make is a standard for every mistake that I've made, yeah
Accounting for all the restraints that you've seen
All of the collars between you and me
So dot dot dot beneath the lines despite knowing that you hate all the qualifiers
For the rhymes that I write
You don't desire
Do they sound a little bit too raw to you?
Raw
Back to my point of view
Troubles with loving you
Let in a posthumous envelope that's addressed to you
Concerning the me that you didn't know and
I know the prose is a little dry
But while reading please keep in mind
My faults neither from nature or nurture and that's the simple truth
Yet you continue to gnaw
I want you stay away
But all expectations fade with seasons
You're ruminating on all of the reasons
I am a different species in a good way
But baby you don't look at me like I do
And my nightmare's that you're stuck inside the same room
While my canines are aching for you
So just call me the past
And bury me deep
Cause I am the beast
With 6 gates on my neck
Before the pyramids swallow my conscience
My lust disgusts me, I'm nauseous
And you haunt me when I'm unconscious, yeah
But the leash you bought for Cerberus
The Saint Laurent straightjacket
Size average doesn't fit
It feels a bit loose at the wrist
Because of your
Close distance so
Why did you strip?
Don't look at me different
When you changed the channel to
Triple X's
You're not scared now
But lust is the gateway drug to my human vices
Cause I'm Cthulu screaming like Cain killing Abel
Creating new sins not yet listed in Bibles
So pull out the arts and crafts
Let's make labels for the scissors you stuck in my eyeholes
And relax, I don't got a pentagram in my van
Syntax violent, but the truth is deadpan
Relax, discipline slipping
Like Satan slipping out of my intestines, ooh yeah
Like your knife slipping out of my intestines, yeah
But the truth hurt you too much so you hid the weapon
And that keeps you up at night, but I don't blame you so sleep tight
That's just who I am
Yeah, yeah
La da da da da da
I admit
How beautiful are the syllables emitted out your lips
And I'll admit
You make me want to show myself a little bit by
Bit-bit-bit-but
In my attic lies a 100 faces
So would you stop pulling them away
I'm the man who hides
In all the masks that he makes
But you pull off my facade anyway like
Gnawing on me
She asks
And adds a question mark
Cause every mask that I make is a standard for every mistake that I've made, yeah
Accounting for all the restraints that you've seen
All of the collars between you and me
So dot dot dot beneath the lines despite knowing that you hate all the qualifiers
For the rhymes that I write
You don't desire
Do they sound a little bit too raw to you?
Raw
Back to my point of view
Troubles with loving you
Let in a posthumous envelope that's addressed to you
Concerning the me that you didn't know and
I know the prose is a little dry
But while reading please keep in mind
My faults neither from nature or nurture and that's the simple truth
Yet you continue to gnaw
I want you stay away
But all expectations fade with seasons
You're ruminating on all of the reasons
I am a different species in a good way
But baby you don't look at me like I do
And my nightmare's that you're stuck inside the same room
While my canines are aching for you
So just call me the past
And bury me deep
Cause I am the beast
With 6 gates on my neck
Before the pyramids swallow my conscience
My lust disgusts me, I'm nauseous
And you haunt me when I'm unconscious, yeah
But the leash you bought for Cerberus
The Saint Laurent straightjacket
Size average doesn't fit
It feels a bit loose at the wrist
Because of your
Close distance so
Why did you strip?
Don't look at me different
When you changed the channel to
Triple X's
You're not scared now
But lust is the gateway drug to my human vices
Cause I'm Cthulu screaming like Cain killing Abel
Creating new sins not yet listed in Bibles
So pull out the arts and crafts
Let's make labels for the scissors you stuck in my eyeholes
And relax, I don't got a pentagram in my van
Syntax violent, but the truth is deadpan
Relax, discipline slipping
Like Satan slipping out of my intestines, ooh yeah
Like your knife slipping out of my intestines, yeah
But the truth hurt you too much so you hid the weapon
And that keeps you up at night, but I don't blame you so sleep tight
That's just who I am
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.21] Gnawing on me
[00:15.25] Yeah, yeah
[00:17.06] La da da da da da
[00:21.78] I admit
[00:22.81] How beautiful are the syllables emitted out your lips
[00:28.85] And I'll admit
[00:30.17] You make me want to show myself a little bit by
[00:33.69] Bit-bit-bit-but
[00:36.96] In my attic lies a 100 faces
[00:40.35] So would you stop pulling them away
[00:44.32] I'm the man who hides
[00:46.09] In all the masks that he makes
[00:48.17] But you pull off my facade anyway like
[00:51.73] Gnawing on me
[00:58.81] She asks
[01:00.65] And adds a question mark
[01:06.25] Cause every mask that I make is a standard for every mistake that I've made, yeah
[01:10.09] Accounting for all the restraints that you've seen
[01:12.00] All of the collars between you and me
[01:13.69] So dot dot dot beneath the lines despite knowing that you hate all the qualifiers
[01:17.22] For the rhymes that I write
[01:18.41] You don't desire
[01:19.17] Do they sound a little bit too raw to you?
[01:21.22] Raw
[01:22.13] Back to my point of view
[01:23.06] Troubles with loving you
[01:24.01] Let in a posthumous envelope that's addressed to you
[01:26.78] Concerning the me that you didn't know and
[01:29.07] I know the prose is a little dry
[01:30.74] But while reading please keep in mind
[01:32.48] My faults neither from nature or nurture and that's the simple truth
[01:36.13] Yet you continue to gnaw
[01:43.09] I want you stay away
[01:54.45] But all expectations fade with seasons
[01:56.61] You're ruminating on all of the reasons
[01:58.61] I am a different species in a good way
[02:00.86] But baby you don't look at me like I do
[02:02.74] And my nightmare's that you're stuck inside the same room
[02:04.77] While my canines are aching for you
[02:06.23] So just call me the past
[02:07.40] And bury me deep
[02:08.41] Cause I am the beast
[02:09.40] With 6 gates on my neck
[02:12.57] Before the pyramids swallow my conscience
[02:15.09] My lust disgusts me, I'm nauseous
[02:16.93] And you haunt me when I'm unconscious, yeah
[02:19.60] But the leash you bought for Cerberus
[02:21.08] The Saint Laurent straightjacket
[02:22.57] Size average doesn't fit
[02:24.09] It feels a bit loose at the wrist
[02:25.92] Because of your
[02:27.60] Close distance so
[02:30.10] Why did you strip?
[02:33.66] Don't look at me different
[02:36.36] When you changed the channel to
[02:38.29] Triple X's
[02:41.73] You're not scared now
[02:42.69] But lust is the gateway drug to my human vices
[02:46.16] Cause I'm Cthulu screaming like Cain killing Abel
[02:48.38] Creating new sins not yet listed in Bibles
[02:50.33] So pull out the arts and crafts
[02:51.57] Let's make labels for the scissors you stuck in my eyeholes
[02:54.32] And relax, I don't got a pentagram in my van
[02:56.33] Syntax violent, but the truth is deadpan
[02:58.33] Relax, discipline slipping
[03:00.10] Like Satan slipping out of my intestines, ooh yeah
[03:04.59] Like your knife slipping out of my intestines, yeah
[03:08.05] But the truth hurt you too much so you hid the weapon
[03:11.02] And that keeps you up at night, but I don't blame you so sleep tight
[03:15.68] That's just who I am
[00:15.25] Yeah, yeah
[00:17.06] La da da da da da
[00:21.78] I admit
[00:22.81] How beautiful are the syllables emitted out your lips
[00:28.85] And I'll admit
[00:30.17] You make me want to show myself a little bit by
[00:33.69] Bit-bit-bit-but
[00:36.96] In my attic lies a 100 faces
[00:40.35] So would you stop pulling them away
[00:44.32] I'm the man who hides
[00:46.09] In all the masks that he makes
[00:48.17] But you pull off my facade anyway like
[00:51.73] Gnawing on me
[00:58.81] She asks
[01:00.65] And adds a question mark
[01:06.25] Cause every mask that I make is a standard for every mistake that I've made, yeah
[01:10.09] Accounting for all the restraints that you've seen
[01:12.00] All of the collars between you and me
[01:13.69] So dot dot dot beneath the lines despite knowing that you hate all the qualifiers
[01:17.22] For the rhymes that I write
[01:18.41] You don't desire
[01:19.17] Do they sound a little bit too raw to you?
[01:21.22] Raw
[01:22.13] Back to my point of view
[01:23.06] Troubles with loving you
[01:24.01] Let in a posthumous envelope that's addressed to you
[01:26.78] Concerning the me that you didn't know and
[01:29.07] I know the prose is a little dry
[01:30.74] But while reading please keep in mind
[01:32.48] My faults neither from nature or nurture and that's the simple truth
[01:36.13] Yet you continue to gnaw
[01:43.09] I want you stay away
[01:54.45] But all expectations fade with seasons
[01:56.61] You're ruminating on all of the reasons
[01:58.61] I am a different species in a good way
[02:00.86] But baby you don't look at me like I do
[02:02.74] And my nightmare's that you're stuck inside the same room
[02:04.77] While my canines are aching for you
[02:06.23] So just call me the past
[02:07.40] And bury me deep
[02:08.41] Cause I am the beast
[02:09.40] With 6 gates on my neck
[02:12.57] Before the pyramids swallow my conscience
[02:15.09] My lust disgusts me, I'm nauseous
[02:16.93] And you haunt me when I'm unconscious, yeah
[02:19.60] But the leash you bought for Cerberus
[02:21.08] The Saint Laurent straightjacket
[02:22.57] Size average doesn't fit
[02:24.09] It feels a bit loose at the wrist
[02:25.92] Because of your
[02:27.60] Close distance so
[02:30.10] Why did you strip?
[02:33.66] Don't look at me different
[02:36.36] When you changed the channel to
[02:38.29] Triple X's
[02:41.73] You're not scared now
[02:42.69] But lust is the gateway drug to my human vices
[02:46.16] Cause I'm Cthulu screaming like Cain killing Abel
[02:48.38] Creating new sins not yet listed in Bibles
[02:50.33] So pull out the arts and crafts
[02:51.57] Let's make labels for the scissors you stuck in my eyeholes
[02:54.32] And relax, I don't got a pentagram in my van
[02:56.33] Syntax violent, but the truth is deadpan
[02:58.33] Relax, discipline slipping
[03:00.10] Like Satan slipping out of my intestines, ooh yeah
[03:04.59] Like your knife slipping out of my intestines, yeah
[03:08.05] But the truth hurt you too much so you hid the weapon
[03:11.02] And that keeps you up at night, but I don't blame you so sleep tight
[03:15.68] That's just who I am