Lyrics:
poof like I was Harry Potter
I can make it happen I won't even have to spend a dollar
And if she talking crazy might as well just block her
Cause without
by some misfires in your brain
Because you took some shit to numb your pain
Yes, you guessed it
The culprits here are opiates
Methadone, man
Vicodin,
really. Presents, tree, decorations, agents sliding down the chimney
What?
I was just seeing if you were paying attention
Haha!
Actually our
guess they were seasonal
I ain't got nothing to lose cause I lost everything
My brother, grandmother, uncle last spring
If I had a million dollars,
way
Out here i thought we'd arrive in a city of stars
Then i saw the universe sitting alone at a bar
And i saw her leaving when we were sixteen
And i
We're all looking for a Hail Mary
Don't you cry
Yeah you just gotta let me know
What time you need me by
Imagine if all of your problems
Could be
The playing fields of Eton
Have made us frightfully brave-
And though if the Van Dycks have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein Grand,
We'll stand
By
the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't help to notice I was caught in a speed trap
Dirty Mary, Crazy Larry, on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the cash in
or get thirsty
Got me these worms by waking up early
Still here? Ain't bored to death
Yet? Halfway through and
You ain't bored to death yet i wonder
How
by you weaklings, such nerve
Such gall valoran at my hand? Now
That's thinking too small
Imagine if you will a small nexus of worlds
As they curl
The cast iron one that black eyes
bought for me at a flea market while she was here.
I filled the plastic bag full of garbage
and I laid the head of Mary
praise the day that porn began
Loser wins a Kewpie doll
Not-the-father Maury dance
Saddle spin apple sins kings that cry
Ousted by the clergy we're not
we were still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush
When there still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me
'Fore I cleaned up
troop train lay
In a sidin' through the day
Where the heat would make you bloomin' eyebrows crawl
We shouted, "Harry By"
Till our throats were
lay
In a sidin' through the day
Where the heat would make
Your bloomin' eyebrows crawl
We shouted, "Harry by"
Till our throats were bricky-dry
Then
the proper Lee
I'm raps Bruce Lee and I'm saying it openly
Issa new zone, still me
Issa a new trend, catch me
If you can, cause I'm fly
High high on the sky
[shooting]
[movie like speech:]
Frankie: Okay, this is the picture. Johnny's been hurt. He's been hurt bad.
Woman: Look, we can't leave him here
to fix the fire, but you know the damn thing's too old
It's been months now, since we heard from our Mary,
I wonder if she ever made the coast
Well,
to fix the fire, but you know the damn thing's too old
It's been months now, since we heard from our Mary,
I wonder if she ever made the coast
Well,
right here next to me...
Staring
Winking sexually
She might just get the best of me
Wipe me down
Wipe me
Wipe me down
These designer fabrics, by
In the atmosphere
I don’t know if that’s what this town gave me
Or if it led me here
And I played so many parts
I don’t know which one’s really me
that say the Son of God is here again
Ain't got a lot to say except we're victims of the government
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Deftone
that say the Son of God is here again
Ain't got a lot to say except we're victims of the government
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Deftone
home
We're gonna die, bro bro bro bro bro
The one direction this airplane is
Gonna fly is down
One day, I met my friends in Londonistan
Harry Bols,
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