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Adrenaline


Artist: Deftones
Genres: Rock
Total songs: 11
Year: 1995

7 Words Lyrics - Adrenaline - Deftones

I'll never be the same, breaking decency 

Don't be tree trunk, don't fall on my living roots 

I've been humming too many words, got a weak self-esteem 

That's been stomped away from every single dream 

 

But it's something else that brought us feaze 

Keep it all inside 'til we feel we can't unleash 

I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone 

I think you shouldn't have glorified, now you're wrong 

 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

They fuck with my head 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck it, 

Pig 

 

You and me out here alone 

Face flat along the edge of the glass 

Well I'm not here to preach, I'm just sick of thugs 

My parents made me strong to lick up that glass 

 

So why should I care, act like I'm a little pissed off 

With all that shit that needs to stay back in the shelf 

Your punk ass made it up, yeah, your fucking mind was gone 

Should've never glorified, now you're wrong 

 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

They fuck with my head 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck 

 

Shut up you don't know me, shut up, you don't know me 

Squeal like a pig when you big fucking pig fucking ape 

 

But I'm thinking about my 

Blown stack what's coming back Jack, we'll turn back 

Curse, for in their words tell them that you fucking heard 

I mean they know that's what's coming nigga, just bring up 

a bit of this stuff but not it, it moves anybody 

So I'm thinking to bring my 9 but you grab it 

and like you think 'bout who I am n' shit 

I belong where it be 

'Cause we can not give back those lives 

 

We exist to cease, understand 

God hates blacks shades and other players 

Mr. P.I.G., could I fuckin' see? 

Sure already done crushed all of my brothers' dignity 

And to the jury carry your turns on my skin this color 

does that mean I'm burnt? 

'Cause your punk ass made it up 

Your fuckin' mind was gone 

Should've never glorified, wrong 

 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

They fuck with my head 

 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, suck 

Suck, suck, suck, you pig 

 

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