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Graveyard Creepin

from Obama Trump Collaboration by OTC

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Static's blaring in my head, it's getting loud, and it won't stop
So just to turn the volume down, I smoke myself a little pot
It's muted now to keep it off I reach for my bottle of gut-rot
Take a swig and feel the warm, ready to brave the living storm
So I head into the night, and right away they're all in sight
I see their faces, darting eyes, tell their stories and their lies
These sacks of flesh surrounding me, I gotta find a place to breathe
So I head on down to my quiet place

Graveyard Creepin
Hiding among the shadows
I watch people grieve
And I feel nothing

Coated in the darkness now, I'm in the yard free of the crowd
I take a deep breath to my core and slowly let it out
The cold, the void surrounding me, the emptiness that I seek
It's all around me in this place, I climb inside an open grave
Relax my head, I feel at home, I'd rather be left alone
Cuz heavy thoughts weigh me down, I wanna sink into the ground
And let the earth eat its own, let the worms strip the bones
Let the mind slip away into the unknown

Graveyard Creepin
Hiding among the shadows
I watch people grieve
And I feel nothing

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from Obama Trump Collaboration, released November 10, 2020
Music and Lyrics - OTC

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