Brittle Bones Nicky 2

[https://gamejolt.com/games/lustacademy/669766 This song is a sequel to “Brittle Bones Nicky”, and was first announced to all social media platforms on February 8, 2021. It got officially released 20 days later on the 28th, though some were able to access it early through the site “Shazam”.]

Lyrics:

Welcome friends! Hello foe’s

Thought my story was over, book closed?

Think again, we’re no where close

My eyes are open, cheers, we toast

I am mother fucking ghost (he’s a ghost!)

My heart beat blanked, throu  gh the ground I sank

I met a driver, his  name was H   ank

Told me we were on  the way, when I a   sked to where

He s  aid, “Can’t say,   "

"he himself decides your  fate,"

"I’ll drop you off right in front of the  ga   tes”

A roller coaster kind of ni  ght

My whole lif  e right in plain sig   ht

Saw  my mom  ,   held her hand

Couldn  't w   a   it to hug her in the pro   mise   d land

A Rush of l  ove, flight of doves

I  must b   e   t   rippin', what a drug

Am I go     ing   to heaven or hel      l?

A  questio   n   I   have always ask   ed      myself

Bri  tt   le   Bones Nicky

You  w   ere craf   ty a   nd   tr   icky

It  ’   s said that yo   u were g   o   ld

I  t’s   said that you w      e   r   e gold!

Wel  come  , welcome Nicky

We  lcome to   h      ea   ven! (Welcome to  he   av   en)

Door's  o   p   en u      p,   I was   ushere   d   in

Ha  nk s   ai   d "G   oo   d luck to   ya,   kid   "

A        sign o   n t   he   do   or,   it read "fat   e"

Two ar  rows p   oi   nting to   two gate   s

I'  m a shoe-   i      n     , I don't hate

Got lau  ghe   d rig   h      t   i   n my   fucking face

"N  o kid  ,      yo      u m   ade many mis   takes"

"S  tarte   d   with      the   pie   to   S      hifty's   face"

"G  o be      w   ith y      our ma   te   s, s   c   o   undrels, fak   es"

"Y        ou pa   y fo      r si   ns in m   y pla   ce"

M  o   m      looke   d o   n  , wi   thout a   t   race

I  wa   s ca   st      a   way, thro   wn, h   ell   ’s ga   t   e

Sai  d   “this      ain’t   fa   ir, y      ou dea   lt tho   s   e   cards

I m  ade   the   m   ost of   a te   rrible start”

N     o   voice came ba   ck, laug   hs from   t   h   e pack

Spi     t on   my shoes, & claw   ed at m   y      ba   ck

I  guess I belong   in he   ll

Is  god th   e   d   evil himself?

Br  it   tle Bones      Nic      ky, yo   u'r   e   not crafty or trick   y

Y  ou're a         son of a   bitch, you're      alone

W  elcome   to yo      ur new home

It  was   a fuck   ing z   o   o,   ro   tting   in spe   w

Caged, a bir  d, br   u   is   ed b   la   ck an   d blue

Cried “I go     tt   a get   o   ut of      this place”

I h  eard a voice “o   nl      y      one way”

It wa  s Be   n, it   ’d   been ye   a   rs

Saved hi  m fr   om      the three m   u   ske   teers

Man I w  as      happy   to   see   hi   s face

"I owe        you one,   I'll help y   ou   o   u   t   of t   his m   aze"

“Approach  th      e devil, wi   th v      e   nomous gr   ace

Te  ll him yo   u’ll fu   ck wi   th the h   uma      n race

He may let yo  u      out, as a Gh   ost,   a   pawn

To s  c   are the shit out o      f who   you wan   t

If  you serve   time, do desp   ica   ble cri   m   es

The  devil   migh   t let you int   o heaven   in ti      m   e

Lines right there for  yo   u to pl   ead  , say a pray      er

G  et on your   knees”

I gott     a get out   ta   this hell

Wo  u   ld yo   u sell y   our soul to   sav   e yourself   ?

I’m        not gonna, get pushed   a   round

I’m n  ot   going down,   down, down! (Down!)

I  ’m   not going down!

“C  ome o      n in  , t   ake   a s   eat”

He was turned  aro   und, on   ly   s   a   w his feet

The voic  e   I   kn   ew,   I’d just heard

H  e t      urned around,      it was         God, he slurred

“  Su   rpri   s   ed? Most of em’  are

I  ’m M   uf   asa,   and I’m Scar”

L  ily   white   shit   g   ets   ol   d and trit   e

Now tel     l me w      h      y you   ’re in my sight”

“  I’   l   l mak   e   y   ou a   d   eal,   if   I can’t close

Ba  nish         m   e t   o the   down below

I’m     cr   afty      a   nd trick   y

Mill  ions   of peop   l      e d   ig m   e

L  et      me go   ba   ck,   make peopl      e   cr   ac      k

If I do  you   ri   ght     , g   ra   nt   me   a pas   s

To s  ee my   m   om, and watc      h h   er   ba   c   k”

B  ri   ttle Bones      Nick   y

He w     as   cra   ft   y and tric   ky

T     h   at   son of a b   itch   w   a   s gol   d   !

Ya that     son of      a   bit   ch was   go   ld   !

So  h   er      e I am,      n   ot quite a   man

B  u   t      I alw      ays go   t a   ga   me   p   lan

I’ll ruff  l      e f   eat   he   rs,   fuc   k wi   th   folk   s

But     y   ou   kn   ow   me,   I’m a g   o   od   bloke