Lyrics Spikes.lrc Death Grips
[id: pshkoeuf]
[ar: Death Grips]
[al: Bottomless Pit]
[ti: Spikes]
[length: 03:05]
[00:10.33]Headless
[00:11.33]I skid like Rita lifted ocean
[00:13.26]I drift like my planet don’t spin
[00:15.80]I skid all over marks like I’m haunted
[00:18.38]Rev it up, twirl my la la like profits
[00:21.06]It’s never much, I’m war torn in the cockpit
[00:23.46]Don’t interrupt my turbulence slaps
[00:26.58]My path massive demands panoramic
[00:31.23]Massive
[00:32.84]You’re having notions I’m not impressed, shitty
[00:34.68]You’re ten thousand leagues subzero sweat dripping
[00:37.37]My hancock do-rag riptides like tent city
[00:39.49]Standoff through low lands eerie silencing
[00:42.48]Spikes
[00:53.51]Peel out, press me to magnetic slab
[00:55.76]Severe swerving I tow lag
[00:58.11]Off uncertainty ’til your zipper locks
[01:00.96]My salvia silhouette commence shots
[01:03.57]Sixty shots a second on this hexed clock
[01:06.31]I strike ‘tween each time your solar plex drops
[01:14.62]I’m skidding out I can’t help yourself
[01:16.76]I skid in doubt I’ve dealt with yourself
[01:19.46]I tricked hell out
[01:20.68]I’m all helter skelter, I’m on that Faust
[01:23.36]None of me left but reflex skidding out
[01:26.15]Pulse in my chest feel like it’s fixing to bounce
[01:28.59]Bounce, bitch, I can’t be the road
[01:31.42]I’m crashing into planes, I crash and stroll
[01:34.09]Maxed out my oath
[01:34.93]Don’t blame me, I’ve no soul
[01:36.51]Spikes
[01:57.22]My skids ’til the brink, I jizz snowmen
[01:59.96]Tall knives in my grill feel potent
[02:02.63]My jigsaw manipulates you open
[02:05.27]My skids rit rubbernecks agent orange
[02:08.10]I skid like I’m no use
[02:10.79]My headband expand like I choose juice
[02:13.43]I binge all black enhance my tragic
[02:16.08]Ends to a means I can’t establish
[02:18.88]Noise of nomads on sapphire spice
[02:21.38]Cumulus in both hands, can’t kill myself twice
[02:23.92]Pawns tremble like dildos wielded by duppies
[02:26.64]Traumatized on for size roadkill hides like yuppies
[02:29.67]I’m too passcode
[02:30.60]These gates won’t stay closed
[02:32.00]Control gets old
[02:33.03]I smash out my skin
[02:35.15]My vessel thrown like slack at the wind
[02:37.81]I’m finally astral, now grab my stems
[02:40.45]Spikes
[03:01.66]Year of Release: 2016