TrenchWorld ft. Grim Salvo Lyrics

Inexplicable the lost boy knows

How to snuff out his soul just like the pros

Sleep fever apparitions while we doze

Indivisible from misery

Takin’ all these liberties

Inexplicable the lost boy knows

How to snuff out his soul just like the pros

Sleep fever apparitions while we doze

Indivisible from misery

Takin’ all these liberties

[Verse 1: KAMAARA]

What's the matter pitter patter like the maggots on your skull

After splatter on a platter someone had to pay the toll

For the truth, break me loose stop comparing me to you

I'm the one who dug the roots while you simply overlooked

You silly hoe, you give and go until you cannot give nomore

You're in a room with sloppy joes who only wanna steal your goals

Inexplicable the lost boy knows

The last to knows the first to go, so what the fuck you in here for?

My demeanor, temper teater, spike the meter I don't need a heater

Disembody with a cleaver baby I'm a keeper

You're a shitter, that's a pisser, under pressure, get the shivers

Overdosage get the jitters all because you miss her

Inexplicable the lost boy knows

How to snuff out his soul just like the pros

Sleep fever apparitions while we doze

Indivisible from misery

Takin’ all these liberties

[Verse 2: KAMAARA]

Face to face with in this race

You been mislead by ones ahead

I think it's time we cut the chase

And break a path to separate ways

That can't be trace by leeching fucks

Who only seem to suck

Till there is no more inside the core

And seep into the ruts

You can brag about your placement but your

Simply overrated by the simple vacant minded

Who are swindled by your greatness

Get addicted to the fragrance start adapting

To their cadence I won't lie down with the fallen

Think it's time to make some changes

You muh fucka

You a blood sucka

Collecting septic in the trenches till you're one of us

You muh fucka

You a blood sucka

Collecting septic in the trenches till you're one of us

Can’t run from it…

I use you to comfort momentary divides

Numb from it…

Roll it over so it stays alive

[Verse 3: Grim Salvo]

I beat up, I beat up

I beat up your demeanor

Yes indeed

I mean I breathe the cold evergreens

Do I even need a reason?

I beat up

I beat up your demeanor

Yes indeed

I mean I need the cold kerosine

Bleed the heathen

Can’t run from it…

I use you to comfort momentary divides

Numb from it…

Roll it over so it stays alive

You muh fucka

You a blood sucka

Collecting septic in the trenches till you're one of us

You muh fucka

You a blood sucka

Collecting septic in the trenches till you're one of us

Ahhh… Ahhh…

Centipede step, hundred checks on the ceiling

Ahhh… Ahhh…

Visceral ends, meet my friend new beginnings

Ahhh… Ahhh…

Centipede step, hundred checks on the ceiling

Ahhh… Ahhh…

Visceral ends, meet my friend new beginnings