Edward Scissortongue - If You Go Away lyrics

[Sample] If you go away On the summer day Then you might as well take the sun away All the birds that flew in the summer sky When my love was new And our hearts were high When the day was young And the night was long And the moon stood still For the nightbirds sung If you go away If you go away If you go away Yes J rap-a-saurus Smoke my beef [Verse 1: Edward Scissortongue] You'll tear silver lining The line in a siren with words that he's writing Iris is heightened Highest of heights Pipe dreams and the silence is frightenin' Shining example of paradise Dashed on the rocks of this psyche Violent designs slashed eyesight to blindness Blinder than flea bitten eyeballs confronting Osiris Where love is a life sapping virus Solitary confinement is honestly not where I thought how I want to be Watching a clock stop short Snorting coughed up jaws Sword sharpened for war, but I'm lost in it properly Lost in monotony, lose it Cotchin' it with bottled up dishonesty, down it A cop mobbed in sodomy Grotty green slop poorish pours from the paws of this porcelain broad made dishonest, breathe She found solids with a grotty fiend Fingers in the orifice, you polish with a promise That his other filthy frolics didn't warrant dreams, never Screaming like an opera queen, pounding hell for leather When he was with her there were comet beams Lights in the tunnel seemed brighter Life wasn't what it seemed And now he's deep in a horror scene Murdering for Pat and forming a snog in peace [Sample] x4 If you go away If you go away, go away [Verse 2: Edward Scissortongue] So if you go away I'll take a f**ing rusty claw hammer to your face 'Till ya features are mangled Worse than our corpses decaying in a half rate stasis The shallow graves Razors and dagger blades aching for action I'll stagger, days sifting through shabby lanes More than the force in your escapade driven by lust laden love muscles pouring their paste on your f**ing face So I'm pouring my heart out Guzzling substances, snort 'till I pa** out 17 pints on my Jack Jones lager - the lonesome Last stop sparkin' these long nights Sat on my own with this clawhammer, frozen Fishes in the sea there's only who*es in this ocean Swimming to the next cotch Next stop, clawhammer hammering her dead lock d**h rally head shots Hammerin' enamel 'till her head clocks Skull matter dripping from the clawhammer dribbling with fresh d**h Pommeling her face 'till her breath stops Dead door swinging on its hinges for this foul little temptress Thousands of hours amount in to nothing But running to the mountains around us Doused in these honey s**le showers and wanderlust Down as the crumbled up ivory towers turn granite dust [Sample] x4 If you go away If you go away, go away [Edward Scissortongue] x4 So if you go away, I'll take a f**ing rusty clawhammer to your face