Cyanide Protocol

By Istasha

Released on August 6, 2019

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[Chorus]

Shaken to remind me again, disordered moniker

Fucked when you catch me reading the labels that said it’s all in my head

Able to you mortified, stable until emulsified

Never get it to crystallize, redirecting improvised

Shaken to remind me again, disordered moniker

Fucked when you catch me reading the labels that say it’s all in my head

Able to you mortified, stable until emulsified

Never get it to crystallize


[Verse]

Back, get him on the ground, pass out, black eyes

Nerves looking occupied, blame it on the Prozac

Fact make you backtrack, hit the tarmac

That’s mine, make it classified

Can you smell the cyanide?

Snap with the Kodak, can you still identify

You fed the dissevered days, I forget it they managed to never set you

The working class pay back shit, bird's eye see the mist, swarmed off the abyss

The lord judges I act


[Chorus]

Shaken to remind me again, disordered moniker

Fucked when you catch me reading the labels that said it’s all in my head

Able to you mortified, stable until emulsified

Never get it to crystallize

Shaken to remind me again, disordered moniker

Fucked when you catch me reading the labels that said it’s all in my head

Able to you mortified, stable until emulsified

Never get it to crystallize