Edit

I'm

Probably battling peers, pissed rattling beers. 

Paddling over the seas, pay to win here. 

My mind it feels weird. 

 

This life sucks, fuck up the thoughts, bye.. See ya.. 

 

 

Top of the poppity pops

Hit tippity top of the top

Dont tell me to stoppity stop. 

Run a car over you till you pop. 

Pop a gun on the bonnet, glock. 

Aim at brain on the target, shot. 

Shit they shot a shottity shot. 

The hit popped a lot of our lot. 

War is a pricey sport. 

Warned us once and then twice to stop. 

 

 

Seer sees seas of sound ceasing sound 

Crop it down, crop them down, chop them down, chop it down, stop it now, pop it now, sudden pop, button pow! Wow. 

 

Pop pop pop

Lives are lost

One of mine and two of your lot. 

Pop pop pop

Pop pop pop

Crop there life and change there minds, not! 

Pop pop pop

What what what

Bullet in a leg and two shot

Dead and died once, two alive not

Anymore will die and still rot. 

 

Runnin on nothing I'm

Crying and frightened fuck

Suddenly subtle

Bush rustle and muscles lock

Fataly feared fear, 

Frightened now ever stuck

Nerves never ever stop... Fuck. 

 

Brain waves drown sound all around. 

Bullet holes, will hold it down. 

Ended their life on the ground. 

Ended my life all around. 

Edit lives short with short shouts. 

Edit by cropping it down. 

Edit by making life dark. 

Enlighten with knifes and grenades

Waiting until you go... 

Tick

Tick

Tick

Tock

Quick

Tick

Quick 

Tock

Pick

This

Pick

That

Place

Here

Drag 

That

Delete

This

Delete

Them

Now

It's

Perfect. 

 

POP! 

 

Hit em

Till they

Fall and

Drown

Run it

Kill it

Sit it

Down

Edit

Edit

Edit

Now

Fed it

Let it 

Eat the

Sound. 

Pass it

Round

Pass it

round

Hit em

To the

Moon

And down

Further 

Kill it

Edit 

now

End it

Edit

Credits 

Pow! 

 

Running and gunning is loud. 

Suddenly stunning the crowd. 

Literally stunning the crowd. 

I'm literally stunning, oh wow. 

Literately winning this now. 

I'm sitting and shitting right now. 

Not kidding, I'm shitting right now. 

Shit hitting and killing the crowd. 

A pippity pappaty pop. 

Happily happy to hop. 

Never too happy to stop. 

Mowing them down till they stop. 

Stop it and down I will pop. 

Gotta go tell them to pop. 

Missing a lot, yknow what. 

Told em to stop shitty shots. 

As I run up the hill I stop. 

Why am I killing this lot? 

They aren't happy to be popping us off. 

They aren't happy to be blowing us up. 

They aren't happy to miss a kill shot. 

But not happy to even be here, stop! 

Stop. 

 

And as we stop we witness the mess that we messed up and missed the point that most are dead, whats the point. Stop the pop. Stop the pop. 

Look at me now, drop knives, guns drop. 

Look at me now, permanently messed up. 

As I cropped others lives. 

Mine was edited, edited, edited, no stop. 

I never quit, edited, permanently fucked up.