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Palette Knife - Damn Son, Dim Sum şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Palette Knife

albüm: New Game+


I can't fall back to sleep, planning things like D&D
Hurting people that I love over things that they believe
Like a God who told them, Breed
Reading facts you wanna see
And your Peter Pan syndrome's the only spell card that you need
But I won't play the same class
As the one you rolled me as
And I don't wanna dance for you
Your God too small, he lacks mithril plate mail armor
He's just one death save throw away
Goodbye, go home
Player, we know what you really are
Death to the Mind Flayer
When the knife slippеd in, I felt the hiss of vital organs
Critical hit nevеr felt so good
But we're far too late
Your acolytes have burned this place
Reclaimed the magistrate
And paint their nails with blue wall desert caves
And they will resurrect you from propaganda they read
I would say, Roll initiative, but you're already dead
Your God too small, he lacks mithril plate mail armor
He's just one death save throw away
Death to the Mind Flayer
But you took me from my home
Reprogrammed me with a creed that was your own
While I lay dormant as the saboteur you trusted
Just know that I would hide my dagger in you again

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