Sadistik - Firing Squad lyrics

[Intro: Sadistik] (Ah, the simple life) Yeah, this is my rifle There are many like it, but this one is mine [Verse 1: Sadistik] I had a heart of gold, I wore it on my sleeve Vampire bit my arm and then it tore in three I melted down the pieces and sold them for a fee And all I got was some boredom from the normalty [Verse 1: Ceschi] Born to bleed Probably never get more than what's been thorn from me Swarms of bees Still sting to the rhythm of a Grindcore horrible scream Morrissey Taught me never to forget those pretty girls who make graves But could it be a mistake to ache, I'm Joan of Arc Burning on a stake this day and age [Verse 2: Sadistik] All I ever wanted was to cut open my stomach Let the bu*terflies go back home, that's all I know That's Prozac, notes pa** through me Usually, I don't show that spooky side I hide a mile high, shine so bright I might go blind Idle eyes, rifle sights, cycle go through my vital signs With a title fight, never rival side and silly motherf**er with a psycho mind I go on a high note like a Bible line, but I don't lie though So fire those, nice rifles at my temples, watch me die slow Watch 'em all agree I'm monster in the pm And marijuana Tijuana caught up in Tequila Onomatopoeia when the heart beats off-beat I don't wanna be another xerox Copy, watch me, re-animate a zombie Melancholy's always on my mind, my my mind may defy My mine own guidelines that I know, they'll probably bite soon So when High Noon comes, I'll set down my two guns Tick-tock, quickdraw, instant, these holes are my own flesh Count to five, bound and tied and blindfolded They ready, they aim and now I'm so Dead [Verse 3: Ceschi] Distance makes the heart grow fonder, so I pulled mine outta my chest Hurled off to the deepest, darkest black yonder into a hornets nest Where they picked apart everything I loved and left the remains for the birds Broken, aimless, but we're famous, painted, God never could maintain his work Complex of these poison tounges, life has tested me more than once Took the best of me, f**ed aggressively, fed me to the wolves for my gods To a thousand tiny red pixels covering your canvas Every single syllable I spit is a pivotal piece of me unleashed Representing my tangled anguish [Verse 4: Ceschi] All I ever wanted was to cut open my stomach And strangle my enemies with the intestines that I pull from it And I've been a bull running, everytime I seen red the scene fled Know that my motherf**ing team was best But please believe the week, everything the magazines the teens fed So when I scream it from the top of my lungs I mean this plead With the streets that leave my team dead [Outro] "Emotionally I have a lot of pain, and I'm stunned that six human beings would stand in front of one human being and fire 46 shots. I just don't understand that. It appeared to be a firing squad dressed in police uniforms." (f** the police! f** the police! Nine to yo dome like, f** the police! f** the police! f** the police! Nine to yo dome like, f** the police!)