Holy Terror by Aura Abnormal

[Aura Abnormal]
Hanging by a thread
Voices whispering backwards in my head
Reek of death
Stench of burned rubber and rotten flesh
Gnashing of my teeth
Glimmer of hell and signs of an end
Howls in the air piercing through my ears
Death waves
Fires burning slow melting meadows down
Then hells raise
Flaring ghost in dead zephyr chasing my corpse
Running laps in a maze from a pale and burning horse
Been alive in the fringe trapped, wishing I was dead
Asking my God when the fuck will this nightmare ever end
Seeing visions of my death overdosing on opiates
A sorrowful life, nothing but misery and hopelessness
Feeling so dysphoric as my skin tingles constantly
Can't tell anymore if I'm dreaming or in reality
Slowly lose my grip I start showing signs of insanity
As everyone surrounding me notices blood in my eyes
A knife falls in my palms so I stab myself until I die

[Rx Cowboy]
See me again but it ain’t what it was
Switching it up, I was stuck in a rut
Talking that shit or you speaking in tongues
Catching a fist that’s gon puncture your lungs

Knew I was right when I dipped out that bitch
Tell everyone that I'm back on my shit
I been in code, I been abnormal
Now that we grown and we still getting lit
Still getting lit, yea it’s just what we do
She tryna hit but she ran through the crew
She tryna hit but she fucking the city
Hipster bitch, I ain’t taking you with me
Always the leeches that’s holding you close
Won’t let you go and they won’t let you grow
Better alone and I’m dropping this hoe
Allergic to bullshit, I should’ve stayed home
People get pushy and they unforgiving
They shoving agendas and get in your business
Know that they jealous, the life that I'm living
You better be kidding, I trust my decisions hoe
I been up all night
I just didn’t answer your call
Better alone and I said with my chest
Keep tryna test, give it a rest
You must be tired, truth is I'm wired
I'm taking it higher, I step in the booth
You must be tired, bitches is liars
You must be a bitch, and you showing the proof
Man, doing this shit for the gram
I’m cannibal with this mic in my hand
Don’t give a damn, taking a stand
I’m standing on business, I butcher the lamb hoe

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