Poison in Your Throat

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Future Fable

Future Fable is a musical artist known for their unique blend of electronic and indie pop music. Their style often combines catchy melodies with dreamy and atmospheric production, creating a mesmerizing sound. With introspective lyrics and captivating vocals, Future Fable's music invites listeners into a world of introspection and imagination. more »

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Fold me up - put my body in the river
Wash me down with lies and soap
Fold me up - taste the blood between your fingers
Swallow though I’m poison in your throat
Double, double toil and trouble, fire burn and your skin begins to bubble
Red eyes ablaze and I’ll breathe into the space
And through the black smoke, I swear, I can see your face
You came to burn and to purge me with fire and false trials
And I died in the warm embrace of your denial
Now I rise from the white knight ashes you created
With a lit match and a vengeance waiting to be sated
Stone me, burn me, drown me in the water
Your jealousy can’t touch me in this palace built on slaughter
I’ll burn every city 'til there’s nothing but ash
What will protect you when you’re stripped of your cash?
Put him on a pedestal in clouds in the sky
I saw through your transparency as time has gone by
I'm a fallen star, fallen woman, fallen from favor
But I can still make blind men clutch their crosses and quaver
Fold me up - put my body in the river
Wash me down with lies and soap
Fold me up - taste the blood between your fingers
Swallow though I’m poison in your throat
Overjoyed! Bitch, I'm an android
While you trace lines, I'll be paving mine
You create a void - I'm a Vocaloid
Infecting and growing, you're just a waste of time
A void of contract, avoiding contact
Excel in combat, a chocolate ROM hack
You're easy to crack like an asthma attack
Planetary soundtrack - I'm all that you lack
Candlelight shines as I bathe under your waves
Cleanse my wicked veins from your plastic fucking face
I burn away the frames and begin to take shape
A claustrophobic waste with limited days
A lemonade taste of a color you chase
I'm hunting it down, you're alone and you frown
This the new Motown - I'm wearing the crown
Your time is up - you can't make a sound
Fold me up - put my body in the river
Wash me down with lies and soap
Fold me up - taste the blood between your fingers
Swallow though I’m poison in your throat

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