Beautiful Grey Tomb Songtext
von Saliva Grey

Swear to god, hate my life, I got problems bitch
Every time, wanna try, can′t get out the pit
Where the prize? Fuck the pride never swallow it
Take ya time, fuck demise, never escaping it
Fuck a title y'all entitled bitch I′m tired of it
Come full cycle just divide em but ya won't admit
You part the problem, where the guidance, seeing none of it
Rock facade I gotta lotta things to cover bitch


Come the part of the Eight
South of city the oh and the four
Really be hoping my bitch is gon stay
Who wanna be wit a man on the floor?
I got a lotta shit I wanna say
Rather be silent I keep my lips closed
I don't do nothing but smoke wit the gang
Fuck out my life if you don′t got no goals

Stumble up out the function
I can′t function less I'm off the shits
Look at ya girl she blushing wanna touch me I don′t want the bitch
Munching up on the fungus get to flushing all the evidence
Summon up all my demons gotta feed em ain't no reverence

Ain′t nobody hate Saliva more than Grey do
These fuckers be talking they pussy they gawking I swear to god that imma lay you
All up in the fucking soil watch the worms decay you
But I'm right beside ya boy bet it Saliva I made us a beautiful grey tomb

And I don′t give no fuck if I return I learned on my own
I'm a waste of fucking space I'm finna burn down my home
Made of ashes it ain′t tragic I was born to die oh
What a lesson where the blessing yeah my life a typo yeah