Nightcore

Freak On A Leash

Score: 2
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Played: 5

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Nu metal
Favourite

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Featured by:

dipster

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[Hook: Darko The Super] I'm gonna kill myself in Charleston South Carolina with the clowns and piss! A night like this, I wanna sleep in the ocean Throw out their beads and magic potions Politicians wishing upon a star In the Target parking lot, sleeping in our car [Verse: Torito] In the time of porn and pour-overs Buy canned pints and support your corner-store owners I'm at the block party, hoarding all the hors d'oeuvres Greasy bean-bags, cornhole without cornholders Quite buttery, underlings stultified Thunder brings bolts inside, eye rings multiplied Face like "you should have seen the other guy" Matter fact here's the link, you can peep it on my Shutterfly It's clip-on tie time for your yeomans With the overblown combovers, mixing up Mai Thais I fix the buzz, hive mind, drive-by side-eyes I've only flown coach, I stay between high-dives and skylines The nightmare of the 90's still exists Nestled in between the hills and cliffs Swilling piss, planned on killing it, now I'm feeling miffed Taking names and filling lists, raking grain and milling grist Pass the dream of a nino with a hopscotch cadence Not trying to be Rockstar-adjacent But these boxcar vagrants with the crotch-rot fragrance Like your neighbors got a corpse in the crockpot, braising I'm part boxers in the brush, part poodles in parks Wah da tah, coup de grace when I'm shooting some darts Oafs and herbs misconstrue the bull's heart You don't deserve this beautiful art! [Hook: Darko The Super] I'm gonna kill myself in Charleston South Carolina with the clowns and piss! A night like this, I wanna sleep in the ocean Throw out their beads and magic potions Politicians wishing upon a star In the Target parking lot, sleeping in our car [Verse: Darko The Super] Me and Torito, I'm Mr. Nobody like Jared Leto In this land filled with rabid mosquitoes Dorito dust, crust-punks from the train Your mouth is bigger than your entire brain Respect the stormtrooper art? When's this haunted house show gonna start? They canceled our gig last minute, now my wig done splitted You're running for Congress, I'm running out of here With the coyotes and clear beer I'm living in an anti-folk song gone wrong Instead of sleeping in a hollow log, I'm slumped in this chair Waiting in the fog, I thought I saw God! But it was just Gilbert Godfrey! Molly Hatchet on the stereo I dropped to my knees, I'm not gonna die in Charleston This place sucks, I came here to make bucks! But I spent mine at The Kickin' Chicken It was finger-lickin' down by the beach I felt unwanted like a leech, freak on a leash Someone should let 'em off it You smell like you stepped in dog shit and never washed it Is this your home, or an armpit? Huh? Can't tell the difference! [Hook: Darko The Super] I'm gonna kill myself in Charleston South Carolina with the clowns and piss! A night like this, I wanna sleep in the ocean Throw out their beads and magic potions Politicians wishing upon a star In the Target parking lot, sleeping in our car