Devlin – Oppenheimer (2025) | Track profile | Dork

Devlin – Oppenheimer (2025) | Track profile | Dork

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Oppenheimer

If we're talking colours then I've got more than a rainbow

No LGBTQ+ I'll give it to them straight though

Devlin I'm a fallen angel no more need for a halo

I found out quick if you're gonna take shit then they're gonna take you for an a-hole

And that can not be happening

It's that season so let me sort it

I don't know who you mean by patinete like I burnt Pennywise I torch IT

Do you see what I'm saying or should I write these lyrics in Braille

Just to make you feel what I'm spraying or do I have to graffiti your house

Like I'm Banksy no-one thanks me for being that clean

On thesе beats you'd think that I'd spat bleach

For thesе rap fiends upon these back streets

You couldn't crack me if you froze me and then attacked me

With Thor's hammer this is pure talent I'm the floor frackin' yeah it's that deep

You know the apple like Newton, I'm hard to kill like Rasputin

Duck Manhattan on your FM dial It's that Radioactive mutant

Inside I've been dead a while but I come to life when I hear this music

Make those of a lesser style take note show them how to actually do this

You don't survive this long for writing wrong not perfect though I wanna right my wrongs

And for that I don't need no Christ or God

Done a lot of things all by my todd

Born alone to walk this globe a tortured soul

God knows what I did in a past life I must have been out of control

Like a drunk-driver on an icy road Oppenheimer what do I behold

Fruits of my labour pain me what the hell have I invoked?

It hurts being down to earth and shaking hands with a lightning bolt

What's worse I got this curse to find out something I'll never know

I'm happy that a lot of you will never know the meaning of haunted

Once you've seen through the bullshit there ain't no looking back just looking daft

Thinking if I was thick as a fucking plank then I'd be the happiest fish in a tank

I'd go down with that sinking ship like those opposed to a central bank

Yeah it's Titanic this game that the evil people go to

Don't believe me read Machiavelli

There's nothing a prince here won't do

There ain't no weapons they won't use

I'd say try stepping in both shoes of a narcassist but most of yous already in those boots

My brain wonders till I trapes yonder and I don't come back for a day longer

Or recall what I've done, David Paulides 411

Last night I was walking drunk til I walked straight in to the morning sun

Carpe Diem I ignored dusk the night needs ceasing I cease it

We all need dreams to believe in

It's never been a dream that I don't believe

Just when I wake from sleep that things don't feel quite real

I'm actually heaving it seems more sick than appealing

Everybody's always after a kick trainer collectors walking in Memphis 10ft off the floor of the strip

Trying to escape Houdini everyone can relate to that really

I break mirrors inside of my house, I don't want my reflection to see me

I won't let my image become me or dance in time to the drum-beat

Or change my opinion in company

You don't like that then fuck you and fuck me

'cos life's ugly

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