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Closure In Moscow - Primal Sinister Lyrics

Ah-ah, it's a snake around my lizard brain
Gonna take me off the tracks
Gets me terrified, pouring out your bitches' brew
I'm g-g-g-g-gonna have a heart attack
You got one hand in my pocket
You got, uh, one hand on my throat
You wanna keep me locked in death throes

And every rattle I make is just to let you know
I swear you'll hear me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming

In my tomb, tell me what you're gonna do
Write your name in my doomsday book, and
It's my rules and I'm never gonna lose
It's my rules, it's my rules
Write your name in my doomsday book, and
Keep a fingеr on the trigger, sugar
I can smell you coming from a milе away, yeah

Ah-ah-ah, it's a snake around my lizard brain
Gonna tip me off the edge
(Gonna tip me off the edge)
Paint your terrorscape
Did you think that I'd be afraid?
I'd p-p-piss on that if the colors bled

The lord gon' forgive me
'Cause he know my killings is so righteous baby
(HUH!)
So off with my head, sucka
It doesn't matter, my ghost got the venom

And every rattle I make is just to let you know
I swear you'll hear me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming

In my tomb, tell me what you're gonna do
Write your name in my doomsday book, and
It's my rules and I'm never gonna lose
It's my rules, it's my rules
Write your name in my doomsday book, and
Keep a finger on the trigger, sugar
I can smell you coming from a mile away, yeah

Ah-ah-ah, you're gonna rattle now
Tell me what you, tell me what you're gonna do
So watch me rattle now
So watch me rattle now

The lord gon' forgive me
'Cause he know my killings is so righteous baby
(HUH!)
So off with my head, sucka
It doesn't matter, my ghost got the venom

And every rattle I make is just to let you know
I swear you'll hear me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming

In my tomb, tell me what you're gonna do
Write your name in my doomsday book, and
Baby, when you think it’s better
It stings so bad, yeah, I think that I'm gonna
Pouring out your bitches' brew
I'm g-g-g-g-gonna have a heart attack
I swear you'll feel me coming
Pouring out your bitches' brew
I'm g-g-g-g-gonna have a heart attack

I swear you'll hear me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming
I swear you'll feel me coming