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PSYCHO-FRAME - BLUEPRINTS FOR IDOL GENOCIDE (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)

BLUEPRINTS FOR IDOL GENOCIDE by PSYCHO-FRAME Listen, stream at: https://bfan.link/blueprints-for-idol... Taken from the album 'SALVATION LAUGHS IN THE FACE OF A GRIEVING MOTHER', out on July 25th, 2025 Pre-order 'SALVATION LAUGHS IN THE FACE OF A GRIEVING MOTHER' here: https://bfan.link/SLITFOAGM Produced by Hunter Young Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Brandan Lopez and Hunter Young @ Digital Ghost Audio Re-amps by Randy Labeuf @ Graphic Nature Director / Editor - Salem Vex You are a swelling god of no purpose Impregnating itself to birth more You can say what you want There's no difference Chew your teeth and swim in shit from the losers’ circle I won't pretend to know you, won't see me glaze Won't ever say that I knew when they speak your name From the losers’ circle Loser’s circle No remorse for beating a dead horse 24 frames is all it takes for me to set your shit straight Writhe in the corner while I slaughter and you’re left to suffer What the fuck are you on about? Chasing clout, fake praise falling out of your mouth What? I don't even try, you are not that guy (Looks like) Watch your spot explode, now they will behold (You're up) Post in black and white, while you're downing lines (Shits creek) I know all your kind, you cannot deny (Fake fuck) Fake fuck Brain rot, headshot Clamoring and breathless while you Clutch the hole in your chest while I’m displaying ultimate violence Eternal torment, you’ll suffer in silence There's no duckin' out, I know the smell of a future dropout Don't look down below You'll start to choke as you swallow Sike Now you’ll pray to me when I walk in the room Looks like you’re up shits creek You “where’s my hug?” looking motherfucker Looks like you’re up shits creek They should’ve left you in the rubber You can say what you want There's no difference Chew your teeth and swim in shit from the losers’ circle I won't pretend to know you, won't see me glaze Won't ever say that I knew when they speak your name From the losers’ circle Losers’ circle