Masterpieces ft. W.T.F. Lyrics

Mental, all in the mental

Gotta get outta my mind

Cuz I'm outta my mind, all the time

Being up this high feels a little temporal

I could swear this feeble brain was a rental

Highway robbery all up on the thought train

Joy thieves deep down inside the membrane

My worst enemy hiding in the heart of me

I'd rather bruise I'd rather bleed

Footsteps to the edge of the world

Is it time to take a grace-fall

Masterpieces in disguise yet they wonder why

Put us through the hellfire, now we're purified

They gave us the paint, the dirt on our names

Gave us the canvas, handed us the flames

All of the pieces broken open and scattered wide

Doubting Thomas needed proof that he was crucified

They gave us the fuel, ignited the propane

Shot of existence, straight to the veins

Rebel, against the tendencies

Laying down, give in to the hypocrisies

Reload, reload my weaponry

They need another bloodsucking remedy

Rebel, against the tendencies

Give in to the hypocrisies

Reload, reload my weaponry

They need another bloodsucking remedy

Life at the edge, feels kinda free

Was blind before, but now I see