Baritus - Project Jester Lyrics

Stare into my eyes you got no soul son
Stare into my eyes you got no soul son
Stare into my eyes you got no soul son
Stare into my eyes you got no soul son
Stare into my eyes you got no soul son

Stare into my eyes into into into into into
Stare into my eyes you got no soul son
Gotcha trapped in my realm
Never broken down
I'm the clown that'll set you free
Into the misery stripped of fate
Uh oh I think it's too late
Never got that sorry
Santa Claus judgin you
Oogie Boogie gotcha dead
Tap into my psycho mode
I speak things into life
Creating all types of strife
Jester king is what I am
Pretty bland yet full of grandeur

Got my blender
Mixin berries
Groovin like Jim Carey
Call me Hannibal
Wit a hint of Jekyll n Hyde
I bury n hide
Bring in the tide
I'm smiling boy
Ain't shakin just
Ready to loosen
The chain
Bring in the pain
I'm ready to play
Shakin in fear cuz you know what I'm pullin
Cards of steel ready to gouge out your eyes
What a surprise that you thought I threw paper
God damn you're stupid you're such a hater
Turn into Benson I'm screamin you're fired
So tired of liars
I guess I'll get higher
Go hire some fire
I'll set you a tire
Rolie polie
Circling down ya go
Taken a float below!

Stare into my eyes you got no soul son
Stare into my eyes you got no soul son

Sacred geometry's kickin me out
Full of time you got crimes I gotta deflate
Stop runnin your hurting your full yourself
Only here to joke cuz you're seriously shit
Laughin my ass off it's only a trick
Drink some coffee man it's time to wake up
Stand up n see that you're hot
Feet are burnin in hell
Go ahead run n go tell

Project jesters coming for you
This hit will make you seep blood
Full of myself don't know what to do

A friendly mother fucker
What the fuck you gonna do
Turnin heads, shot dead
Ima make it to the shed
Get the axe ready Ima call it Freddie
Dread for my locs
Double up the Glock
Flock out my deck
Get yo fuckin head
You ain't Crowley I'm the boogeyman
Oogie Boogie in your soul with the tole
Gonna make that body fuckin toxic
Turn you life anoxic it's how I like it
All up in your face like Rick and Morty
Ima get the portal to split your ass in two
Ima get my crew, down witchu
Such a psycho that's full of joy
I'm employed to make my life
Fun like a fuckin toy
Yeah I'm a boy
With the soul of a clown
Down in fucking funky town
Time to go around
Surround your ass n run
Back in your fuckin zone
Got the hatred harbored right in my core