You can't kill me
I know I pushed myself out
But they didn't love me either
I was cut off from the answers
Dismissed like a phantom
Cryptic wrath directed toward the lack fearing
Maybe it was all a dream
A punchline on prime time
Maybe it was all a scheme
Herding the sheep of eight dreams
A smoke screen looking real as f*ck
I can't touch
Out here alone, no one to back me up
No one to push my back up
Heat flash and death crashes
I guess the band gonna back me with that bullshit
So we dust out of orbit
I know the future gonna absorb it
Then I'm gonna be everywhere
In the air...
Spit this shit like I got a bounty on my head
On my head, motherf*ckers
They want me dead, motherf*ckers
Make sure you play the roles
Make sure you lose control
They make sure you lose control
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You can't kill me
I know I pushed myself out
But they didn't love me either
I was cut off from the answers
Dismissed like a phantom
Cryptic wrath directed toward the lack fearing
Maybe it was all a dream
A punchline on prime time
Maybe it was all a scheme
Herding the sheep of eight dreams
A smoke screen looking real as f*ck
I can't touch
Out here alone, no one to back me up
No one to push my back up
Heat flash and death crashes
I guess the band gonna back me with that bullshit
So we dust out of orbit
I know the future gonna absorb it
Then I'm gonna be everywhere
In the air...
Spit this shit like I got a bounty on my head
On my head, motherf*ckers
They want me dead, motherf*ckers
Make sure you play the roles
Make sure you lose control
They make sure you lose control
I know I pushed myself out
But they didn't love me either
I was cut off from the answers
Dismissed like a phantom
Cryptic wrath directed toward the lack fearing
Maybe it was all a dream
A punchline on prime time
Maybe it was all a scheme
Herding the sheep of eight dreams
A smoke screen looking real as f*ck
I can't touch
Out here alone, no one to back me up
No one to push my back up
Heat flash and death crashes
I guess the band gonna back me with that bullshit
So we dust out of orbit
I know the future gonna absorb it
Then I'm gonna be everywhere
In the air...
Spit this shit like I got a bounty on my head
On my head, motherf*ckers
They want me dead, motherf*ckers
Make sure you play the roles
Make sure you lose control
They make sure you lose control
Writer: CAMAE AYEWA, JUSTIN BROADRICK, KEVIN MARTIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Mute Song Limited
Copyright: Lyrics © Mute Song Limited