Berry Field from Porcelain by AIRIKSN

I ran across the berry field, biding my life
Soil rains behind me as I’m running out of time
Lacerated by these vines, I look back and deny
This is it, my life is calling it a night
Running so fast, so fast you can’t ignore it
I can hear the engine rev up, must’ve floored it
I notice them headlights creeping up me
Wish I would’ve stayed home so it wouldn’t have to be like

Execute me at the berry field
Let my blood soak into the soil
Turn my blood into a fine wine
Turn my blood into a fine wine

Yes, The scene is red
My night is going well, just wish that I was dead
I guess the berry field will be my deathbed
Cause the car that killed my friend just hit me instead of,
Killing me instantly
But there he goes, outside his dodge, he’s got a pair of 3’s
He pulled his burner,
I think he’s putting me into sleep
I’m bouta die but I don’t think I’m even gonna scream

Turn my blood into fine wine
Turn my blood into fine wine
Turn my blood into fine wine
Turn my blood into fine wine

I’m dead, I guess
Why did my death have to be such a mess?
I could’ve sworn I was talking to a girl, little flirty, had some drinks
I remember feeling dizzy
Then it hit me, Oh...
Damn
I think that bitch spiked me
I knew my beer was a little bit spicy
All I wanted was a night with my buddy
Now I’m buried in a berry field,
My grave is muddy
I knew I shouldn’t have trusted the pretty lady
I knew the alleyway we went to was shady
At least my death was quick and so hasty
To have an ending like that, it’s crazy

• Electronic
• Hip-Hop
• Metal
• Rap
• industrial
• noise
• San Dimas