Blood Moon

Red in the sky… he already here

Ain’t no holy water gon’ wash this year

*[Guitar lead up]*

Blood moon blood moon, hangin’ low and red

Blood moon blood moon, paint the block in dread

Mama prayed once, now the sky lookin’ dead

I been sleepwalkin’ with the reaper in my bed

Blood moon blood moon, poundin’ in my chest

Blood moon blood moon, 808s confess

Sold my soul at 17, kept the receipt, no stress

Now the moonlight taste like cigarettes

[Post-Chorus chant – very low, almost whispered, stacking vocals] Blood moon blood moon

Voices running in my head

Blood moon Blood moon

Demon memories won’t stay dead

Blood moon blood mood (blood moon yeah)

Yeah yeah yeah!

Lucid dreams and quiet death

Creeping round in the silence

Drugs can’t put my mind to rest

Fearing this time I’m out of depths

Ooooo ooo ooooooo

Fearing this time I’m out of depth

(Fearing this time I’m out of depth)

*[Guitar lead up]*

Blood moon blood moon, hangin’ low and red (red, red)

Blood moon blood moon, paint the block in dread (dread, dread)

Mama prayed once, now the angels fled (they gone)

I been sleepwalkin’ with a blade to my head (slice)

Blood moon blood moon, poundin’ in my chest (boom)

Blood moon blood moon, 808s confess (skrrt)

Sold my soul at 17, kept the receipt, no stress

Moonlight taste like copper… and cigarettes

Fade away into some 808’s Wake up Early at 8:08

but

the Wake n Bake got me Late

tho

No Potato

So Baked like the Oven Rise N Shine

Elevate I’m hovering’

No Rover

She got so Horny she told me to come over

she said she wanna see so I Show her

I Put this dick in her face

She became a Bubble Guzzler

When the moon turn copper

Every promise turn copper

Every heartbeat… copper

Blood moon… blood moon…

Blood moon blood moon (blood moon)

Hangin’ low and red (blood moon)

Blood moon blood moon (blood moon)

Paint the block in dread (what’s good?)

Blood moon blood moon (can’t run)

Poundin’ in my chest (it’s done)

Sold my soul at 17 (no trade-backs)

Moonlight taste like copper… cigarettes… and blood

Chrome on my hip like a cold ex

Ghost in the rearview, still got neck tats

Mama said “boy you gon’ end up a statistic”

I said cool, long as the casket match the fit bitch

Shadows doin’ rituals inside my eyelids

Demons DM me at 3:47, silent

Pills in the sink look like cursed dice

Roll ’em anyway, pray I see the sunrise

Mirror talkin’ back in a voice that ain’t mine

Sayin’ “you already dead… just takin’ your time”

Blood moon blood moon (blood moon)

Hangin’ low and red (blood moon)

Blood moon blood moon (blood moon)