Feel Plasma

By Dylee Dee

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Terror in your bones match the swagger in my own

I feel electric

Hot steel

A gnarly, wacky deal

And I’m burning through your knuckles and the nerves you still feel

Your skin’s too short for the violence coming to it

Stretch it over my blotchy, buzzing brain

I tear, peel, and gain

Admire the strength

I stole it on my own

I got the oil and the banks

Gonna mold over the ranks

I control disaster

Bottle flesh plaster

To smear on your face

Amplify its mistakes

I’m a winning lover

Controlling sons and their mothers

A violence master

Teaching you to die faster

A horror ball…

… a horror ball

Dancing in my halls

Model weakness in the image that I want

Corpse to flaunt

I feel electric

Hot steel

A gnarly, wacky deal

And I’m burning through your knuckles and the nerves you still feel

Your skin’s too short for the violence coming to it

Stretch it over my blotchy, buzzing brain

I tear, peel, and gain

Crap’s just crap for me to sell crap to

Crap’s just crap for me to sell crap to

Crap’s just crap for me to sell crap to

I’ll sell crap to your meat

I’ll crap to your brain

Every soul’s a goal, in this Hell-on-Earth game

I feel electric

Hot steel

A gnarly, wacky deal

And I’m burning through your knuckles and the nerves you still feel

Your skin’s too short for the violence coming to it

Stretch it over my blotchy, buzzing brain

I tear, peel, and gain

I feel electric

Hot steel

A gnarly, wacky deal

And I’m burning through your knuckles and the nerves you still feel

Your skin’s too short for the violence coming to it

Stretch it over my blotchy, buzzing brain

I tear, peel, and gain