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Show Some Skin

by DRQLA

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1.
Whatever 03:53
Whatever that you think we got Whatever Makes me wanna stick a knife Straight through your face Hey you Whatever There’s nothing left to say Left to fix Fuck you I heard from someone else That you ain’t doing so well You’re all by yourself in your Little piece of hell Hey you I got your back Well you know that I know That you know Whatever I know you’re listening
2.
I'm a social pariah Built with thoughts of messiahs My opinions pedestrian Always worthy a mention Just like Haute Couture Fashion Never goes outta style I'm vaguely dismissive I'm openly offensive But I always keep clean With my rehearsed apathy I'm passive aggressive When I get what I need My thoughts like Gandhi on fire Groovin' on XTC Like this I'm a coked up commuter I'm a post rehab loser I pout and pose for the camera like a shit-lebrity I'd like to like what I liked I like to like what I see I'll even start liking myself If you try liking me #insta or #later don't you know there's #NoFilter Well a #gram is a gram I think we know what I mean There's nothing too sacred these days Nothing's too bold If you sell me your product Then I'll trade you my hole Like this
3.
This is a neon rubber celluloid dream Of sweet latex kisses from plastic queens Scars all soaked in Vaseline I’m broken and bruised from deep within (You want it) Longer Harder Faster Is Better Look at me playing my guitar Don’t I look like a big rockstar Using cool words like ‘Gasoline’ I’m edgy as f*ck If you know what I mean (When I say)
4.
Karma 03:53
I am the sword of unholy vengeance Raining down on you like a thousand suns I am the shadow on your mind Blacking out the light For all the things you’ve done I am unanswered karma you accumulate This time you know that there’s no running away I am the voice of conscience You refuse to heed I am the angel of reckoning Slowly I’m beckoning You better believe you need to pray If ‘an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind’ Then sight is a gift to be left behind If time absolved us of all our sins Then retribution itself should surely never exist Even god may forgive but I will never forget A pound of flesh in exchange for your debt If I can’t get you then I’ll get what’s yours If I can’t hurt you then I’ll hurt what’s yours If I can’t rape you then I’ll rape what’s yours I’ll fuck what’s yours Violate what’s yours
5.
The Painter 04:24
If a picture could say a thousand words Would there be a need for borders And frames of emptiness You light up the dark side of my church Of souls and angels ghosts of old Burnt to ashes Shapes of gray won't chase these clouds and rain away Of cruel intentions dripping poison from your touch (Your cruel intentions like a knife right through my heart) Your strokes on my canvas felt like Heaven's down on earth But when I look into your painted eyes I know you're no Picasso Everything’s dead and passed on by Blood and ink will all be dry With covered up truths and lies Daggers with hair of silver and gold Make needlework on painted skin Oh how we bleed Do you see the Mona Lisa smiles at you Our starry starry nights all splashed with black and blue Oh my madonna
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I can hear your voices in the dark You’re laughing at me as I fall apart I know that you would love to hear me cry It’s written in the space between my sighs I wake to your symphony Over and over you sing The same old songs (No need for sympathy I dance to the song of Everything gone wrong) I can feel the dying of the light The night betrays you hiding in my sight We know the drugs will never fill the void The endless hunger calls me from the night
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released February 11, 2022

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DRQLA Los Angeles, California

Los Angeles. CA.

Industrial. Electronica. Rock. Trip-hop.

Loud. Sarcastic. Faithless.
Purposeful. Confessional. Nihilistic.

No gods. No masters.
All day. Everyday.

DRQLA is Warren California.
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