PHFAT - Church lyrics

Frozen megalopolis Building out your screens Hotter than a matchhead Stretching out my kite strings Faces; kids f**ing hard in the basement Light-sabre flavoured milkshakes; can you taste it; It's the dark city; it's the unicorn; Born to be better; born with a purple uniform Frozen heart shots and jumps that's impossible; Probably tomorrow when you still f**in' horrible Kiss my forehead, kiss my rollerblades Broken toes, ripped clothes and flows from the opening; Blood; I never knew you loved me so much I'm still a vampire cringing at my surrogates touch; Dark raven; making my thought predictions; And I'm looking at the books that you made for Christmas Making list after list of my hopeless wishes; s** my dick from the back like the broken b**hes! Yo, slip into the place with my face off; Backpacks stackin' mad batches and stamp pads; Matchin' with the mad cats; Mish n' mash n' mingle make a k**ing; Bumping villians pushing bicycle rides and bumping magic; Molly poppin' motherf**in' s**er face Bubble livin' up a case amazing; Falling over crazy; future mad pretty though Pictures in my brain making cool rap videos Hands down, guns up, tell 'em what the f**s up Punch ups in slomo, h*mo for the phobics And drone clones in motions Kick a f**in' door down exploding compulsions Naked in a ocean of coldness, f**in' with the motion and sh**; Tryna s** the blood from my vampire dick, some hangwire sh** Leave me in peace breathe my nature The number of the beast is the number for my agent; Now sing with me 'What!?'