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Eraze - Wired lyrics

Artist: Eraze

album: Consume


Put the money in the bag
Fuck with me, get stabbed
I don't wanna talk about it, I ain't tryna brag
Put the body in the trunk and pedal get slammed
Picking somewhere heading get it buried in the sand
Hands, preaching through the walls get dragged
Demons rising out the muck of hell on my command
I got powers no-one on this earth can withstand
Everything is going all according to plan
Ay, nah I don't understand
Why is everyone around me getting so mad
Everything was so cool, we was chilling at the pad
I was like "everything I do is just bad"
It's sad, broken clam
But I don't give a damn
Everything I do, you know, I do it for the fam
I won't stop until I make a hundred million bands
Standing in the clouds dripping tears in my hand
Come around, I hear it's man down
Slow drown, I don't need a handout
[?] pound, all the problems never understand, how
Gassed out stuck inside a great cloud
New wow, boy you need a new sound
New sound the way new all 12 rounds
No face, I don't ever wanna get found
No place safe, shallow grave in the ground
Run 'em down, run 'em down, bro it's out
In the palm of my hands
In the palm of my hands
In the palm of my hands
Put the money in the bag
Fuck with me, get stabbed
I don't wanna talk about it, I ain't tryna brag
Put the body in the trunk and pedal get slammed
Picking somewhere heading get it buried in the sand
Hands, preaching through the walls get dragged
Demons rising out the muck of hell on my command
I got powers no-one on this earth can withstand
Everything is going all according to plan

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