Lyrics:
a tree
Kept everything in the street
XD out the Jeep
Damn bruh, like, who looking for me?
ARP leave him dead
Hit a baby four times in the head
I’m
lived a hundred lives
But we're dead inside
So come on let me down, come on let me down
'Til you're rock bottom, bottom
'til you're rock bottom
I'm down
and falling from my perch
I will return once again to the life that I used to live
With the things that I didn't have before I had become rich (ah)
It
the dead
Have his body folded over like he making the bed
Him no god fearer he gonna worship satan instead
See my chopper lonely and she need a oppa
nonsense
Be my explanation
All out lives are lies
And when it's conscious
We'll be dead
Originally performed by Creator
Dark shadows lie over the city
Tonight someone will die, you can hear
Some painful scream the air is full of flies
the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never,
the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never,
the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never,
the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never,
the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never,
the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never,
the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavor
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never,
he came in fire and the smell of hell
and he only took the evil folk
That he'd snort and breathe the flesh of dead
and that you knew him by the smoke
No where job on a dead end street
You ain't got a minute when the siren sounds
Gotta get movin' to the underground
But I gotta woman gonna love me
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
"A teardrop falls down from eyelash
The abusion has begun
Say, is this the way YOU love me?
All my might is gone...
If your eyes are blind, I'll tell
manifested in the corpse
Dead bodies I dismember with love
Adipocere lubricates my latex gloves
Lain on the mortuary table
The stage where I act
Instruments
And I don't believe that you can
There's nothing there
You hold the pistol to my head
'cause if I can't live you want me dead
So many people flowing
There’s a boy below
He lives three floors down
He like to sew
He’s knitting a scarf that’s brown
When he gives it to his mom he hopes she’ll cry
thought
Put on mmm food
Let loose
No ones better in the current sport
In the current atmosphere
My atoms feel weird
Somethings going on here
The game is
his rusty dime
She makes ten shiny pennies without whimper or whine
And she says to her new lover, as she looks in the sky,
“That star took my sight
relief
Bullied by the red queen and the liar and thief
Oh you're breaking my heart with your sad sad stories
We got bullshit days
we got bullshit glory
It
friskers,
Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins,
Cocking tails and pricking whiskers,
Families by tens and dozens,
Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives
Followed
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