Back from Hell
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โฑ๏ธ 3:16 duration
๐ ID: 317825
๐ Lyrics
One-two-three-four-five... four, three, two, one
When I get back from hell again
I'm gonna be so elegant
The relevance of my benevolence is evident
I'm sentimental
Oh no, I mean I'm said to be mental
When I don't get what I want
I find it's hard just to be gentle
Gentle? The rental of some self control
When you lose your mind
Is when you start to find your soul unfold
This morning when I woke up
All the thoughts that I had just broke up
Broken fragments of my dreams left me choked up
Distant memories I'd repressed all spoke up
Oooh fuck!
This was something that I wasn't expecting
My dreams solidified and started asking me questions
And the deeper I looked into their hate-filled eyes
I realised they were you, only in disguise
So I jumped to my feet
How the fuck did I become so weak?
Too soon did I admit defeat
I grabbed a pen and start writing to the beat
And I wrote:
When I get back from hell again
I'm gonna be so elegant
The relevance of my benevolence is everything
As time went by
I realised you can't just drop out
But I'm telling you man
It's hard to block out
The sound that rebounds and resounds
And resounds again
Off the walls of my mind
'Cause I miss my... friend
But now I'm on a mission to mend
Everything that broke and make it glisten again
Strip down redesign construct and improve
While the rest procrastinate I'll be making my move
I hope in years to come I've elevated
But chances are I'll be inebriated
But that's cool
As long as my mind ain't sedated
And the things that I've learned
Haven't been erased and wasted
When you forget about the hand you're dealt
All that really matters is the things you've felt
So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times
If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes
When you forget about the hand you're dealt
All that really matters is the things you've felt
So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times
If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes
When I get back from hell again
I'm gonna be so elegant
The relevance of my benevolence is evident
When I get back from hell again
I'm gonna be so elegant
The relevance of my benevolence is evident
I'm sentimental
Oh no, I mean I'm said to be mental
When I don't get what I want
I find it's hard just to be gentle
Gentle? The rental of some self control
When you lose your mind
Is when you start to find your soul unfold
This morning when I woke up
All the thoughts that I had just broke up
Broken fragments of my dreams left me choked up
Distant memories I'd repressed all spoke up
Oooh fuck!
This was something that I wasn't expecting
My dreams solidified and started asking me questions
And the deeper I looked into their hate-filled eyes
I realised they were you, only in disguise
So I jumped to my feet
How the fuck did I become so weak?
Too soon did I admit defeat
I grabbed a pen and start writing to the beat
And I wrote:
When I get back from hell again
I'm gonna be so elegant
The relevance of my benevolence is everything
As time went by
I realised you can't just drop out
But I'm telling you man
It's hard to block out
The sound that rebounds and resounds
And resounds again
Off the walls of my mind
'Cause I miss my... friend
But now I'm on a mission to mend
Everything that broke and make it glisten again
Strip down redesign construct and improve
While the rest procrastinate I'll be making my move
I hope in years to come I've elevated
But chances are I'll be inebriated
But that's cool
As long as my mind ain't sedated
And the things that I've learned
Haven't been erased and wasted
When you forget about the hand you're dealt
All that really matters is the things you've felt
So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times
If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes
When you forget about the hand you're dealt
All that really matters is the things you've felt
So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times
If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes
When I get back from hell again
I'm gonna be so elegant
The relevance of my benevolence is evident
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:06.89] One-two-three-four-five... four, three, two, one
[00:12.37] When I get back from hell again
[00:14.39] I'm gonna be so elegant
[00:15.24] The relevance of my benevolence is evident
[00:36.21] I'm sentimental
[00:38.11] Oh no, I mean I'm said to be mental
[00:40.00] When I don't get what I want
[00:40.81] I find it's hard just to be gentle
[00:42.62] Gentle? The rental of some self control
[00:45.40] When you lose your mind
[00:46.33] Is when you start to find your soul unfold
[00:48.15] This morning when I woke up
[00:49.00] All the thoughts that I had just broke up
[00:50.82] Broken fragments of my dreams left me choked up
[00:52.72] Distant memories I'd repressed all spoke up
[00:53.65] Oooh fuck!
[00:54.62] This was something that I wasn't expecting
[00:55.56] My dreams solidified and started asking me questions
[00:57.50] And the deeper I looked into their hate-filled eyes
[00:58.49] I realised they were you, only in disguise
[01:00.25] So I jumped to my feet
[01:01.28] How the fuck did I become so weak?
[01:03.09] Too soon did I admit defeat
[01:04.05] I grabbed a pen and start writing to the beat
[01:05.84] And I wrote:
[01:06.84] When I get back from hell again
[01:07.75] I'm gonna be so elegant
[01:09.54] The relevance of my benevolence is everything
[01:24.18] As time went by
[01:26.14] I realised you can't just drop out
[01:27.01] But I'm telling you man
[01:28.87] It's hard to block out
[01:30.72] The sound that rebounds and resounds
[01:32.52] And resounds again
[01:33.44] Off the walls of my mind
[01:36.26] 'Cause I miss my... friend
[01:37.17] But now I'm on a mission to mend
[01:38.09] Everything that broke and make it glisten again
[01:38.98] Strip down redesign construct and improve
[01:40.82] While the rest procrastinate I'll be making my move
[01:42.62] I hope in years to come I've elevated
[01:43.58] But chances are I'll be inebriated
[01:45.58] But that's cool
[01:46.40] As long as my mind ain't sedated
[01:47.30] And the things that I've learned
[01:48.26] Haven't been erased and wasted
[01:49.13] When you forget about the hand you're dealt
[01:50.06] All that really matters is the things you've felt
[01:50.92] So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times
[01:52.85] If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes
[01:54.75] When you forget about the hand you're dealt
[01:55.68] All that really matters is the things you've felt
[01:57.47] So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times
[01:59.26] If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes
[02:00.27] When I get back from hell again
[02:02.06] I'm gonna be so elegant
[02:03.92] The relevance of my benevolence is evident
[02:19.41]
[00:12.37] When I get back from hell again
[00:14.39] I'm gonna be so elegant
[00:15.24] The relevance of my benevolence is evident
[00:36.21] I'm sentimental
[00:38.11] Oh no, I mean I'm said to be mental
[00:40.00] When I don't get what I want
[00:40.81] I find it's hard just to be gentle
[00:42.62] Gentle? The rental of some self control
[00:45.40] When you lose your mind
[00:46.33] Is when you start to find your soul unfold
[00:48.15] This morning when I woke up
[00:49.00] All the thoughts that I had just broke up
[00:50.82] Broken fragments of my dreams left me choked up
[00:52.72] Distant memories I'd repressed all spoke up
[00:53.65] Oooh fuck!
[00:54.62] This was something that I wasn't expecting
[00:55.56] My dreams solidified and started asking me questions
[00:57.50] And the deeper I looked into their hate-filled eyes
[00:58.49] I realised they were you, only in disguise
[01:00.25] So I jumped to my feet
[01:01.28] How the fuck did I become so weak?
[01:03.09] Too soon did I admit defeat
[01:04.05] I grabbed a pen and start writing to the beat
[01:05.84] And I wrote:
[01:06.84] When I get back from hell again
[01:07.75] I'm gonna be so elegant
[01:09.54] The relevance of my benevolence is everything
[01:24.18] As time went by
[01:26.14] I realised you can't just drop out
[01:27.01] But I'm telling you man
[01:28.87] It's hard to block out
[01:30.72] The sound that rebounds and resounds
[01:32.52] And resounds again
[01:33.44] Off the walls of my mind
[01:36.26] 'Cause I miss my... friend
[01:37.17] But now I'm on a mission to mend
[01:38.09] Everything that broke and make it glisten again
[01:38.98] Strip down redesign construct and improve
[01:40.82] While the rest procrastinate I'll be making my move
[01:42.62] I hope in years to come I've elevated
[01:43.58] But chances are I'll be inebriated
[01:45.58] But that's cool
[01:46.40] As long as my mind ain't sedated
[01:47.30] And the things that I've learned
[01:48.26] Haven't been erased and wasted
[01:49.13] When you forget about the hand you're dealt
[01:50.06] All that really matters is the things you've felt
[01:50.92] So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times
[01:52.85] If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes
[01:54.75] When you forget about the hand you're dealt
[01:55.68] All that really matters is the things you've felt
[01:57.47] So fuck it, bring on the good and bad times
[01:59.26] If rapping don't work I'll start a band of mimes
[02:00.27] When I get back from hell again
[02:02.06] I'm gonna be so elegant
[02:03.92] The relevance of my benevolence is evident
[02:19.41]