Songtext zu 'New Rocks (feat. Ghost Mountain)' von Sematary

I got new rocks, stomp your damn brain
Stupid heavy, custom-made in Spain
I don't come around, I don’t show my face
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today
Do you regret the choices that you've made?
He made a bad choice, I stomped his face
I got his headstone hangin' off my chain
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today
I got new rocks, stomp your damn brain
Stupid heavy, custom-made in Spain
Never call me, don’t wanna talk today
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today
Do you regret the choices that you've made?
He wasted his life, we dance on his grave
I got his headstone hangin' off my chain
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today

Got a box cutter, need a handgun
Got stupid rare shit you can't get, bruh
Whip a silent prius, super, super, super dumb
Lurking up your road in my black truck
Black trees on fury road, I'm forever dumb
True fear, I could never give a living fuck
Take one blow from my louisville slug
Put your bed on my grave so we can fuck
New rocks, curb stomp a damn cop
Wasted my life on Red Bull vodka
Dancing in the night, I'm the black swan
See the orbs in the dark, I'm off one
Party, party, party, party all night long
Dancin' all around in the funeral home
Nevada grim reaper in my trash slum
It’s the end, let the chaos come

I got new rocks, stomp your damn brain
Stupid heavy, custom-made in Spain
I don’t come around, I don't show my face
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today
Do you regret the choices that you’ve made?
He made a bad choice, I stomped his face
I got his headstone hangin' off my chain
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today
I got new rocks, stomp your damn brain
Stupid heavy, custom-made in Spain
Never call me, don't wanna talk today
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today
Do you regret the choices that you've made? (huhh)
He wasted his life, we dance on his grave (huhh)
I got his headstone hangin’ off my chain (uhh, uh, uh)
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today (uhh)

Got a box full of masks in a red crate
Bells ring when I come through the black gates
Skull pounds through my eyes from a candle
Watch the dead float by in the cornfield
I'ma carve your shit up, don't step to me
Bust a cop skull open on elm street
Dancin' in the woods, party in the trees
Turnin' up, that's ghost mountain, sematary
We fueled by hate, let the world end
New rocks imprinted on a coffin
From a folktale, long and forgotten
Haunted mound, grave house, we ballin'
Big horns, big knives in the moonlight
Sematary ground, turnin' up on a gravesite
We in the night, 'bouta go insane
Fuck life, set the house party up in flames

I got new rocks, stomp your damn brain
Stupid heavy, custom-made in Spain
I don't come around, I don't show my face
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today
Do you regret the choices that you've made?
He made a bad choice, I stomped his face
I got his headstone hangin' off my chain
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today
I got new rocks, stomp your damn brain
Stupid heavy, custom-made in Spain
Never call me, don't wanna talk today
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today
Do you regret the choices that you've made?
He wasted his life, we dance on his grave
I got his headstone hangin' off my chain
Woke up this morning, said: Fuck today

Fuck today
Fuck today
Fuck today
Fuck today