Burnin' Giraph - You Got Games on Your Phone? Lyrics

Ima spit in the face of heart
Show me your heart
It's where we'll start
Pick it apart
Deep in your chambers
Hidden in the valves
Turn em up so i can hear your sound
Compressed vessels burst you're bleedin out
Plug it back in can't wait around
Its the devils hour
Time's ended
Art's dead
God left our text on read
Got tired of our games
Got a new bitch instead
Old news non-issues
Yesterdays concern
In the void no one can hear you scream
Out here it's nowhere to run
It's All a Game
It's All a Game
It's about how you play
And what you make
It's all a game
It's All a Game
It's All a Game
It's about how you live
And where you stay
It's all a game
Smokin a pentagram
Blast off at any chance
No demand
Pulled a singled thread
Tritones wake the dead
Prolonged insults to the damned
The speaker in your head
My speakers louder than them
Bass keeps pumpin blood
Flowin through your veins
Another dopamine release
Serotonin to my mother f*ckin brain
Get off my dick ion want your shit
Im not sure where your clits been
I'd rather use your friends
Or beat it with my mother f*ckin hands
It's All a Game
It's All a Game
It's about how you play
And what you make
It's all a game
It's All a Game
It's All a Game
It's about how you live
And where you stay
It's all a game