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in a cloudy veil
A bloody reflection and deathly pale
Skin ripped and flesh to pieces torn
Clothes moth-eaten worn

Called upon to march again
To raid

a clothes-moth in.
Wait like a psycho in a dodgeball game.
Non-working hours, an eager-beaver blame.
Keep up the fight for your status: fame.
Question the genders

The cattle took to roam.
Then my mama turned to cold.
All the floors fell right through.
That life was laying fallow.

Bed clothes took to moth-eaten.
Food:

A friend of everyone is not a friend of mine

I'm a slack jawed poet with clothes full of moth holes
A teenage prophet pissing off an old pastor while my

on the clothes of your moth days
I'm so close to the great line

my prayer is yours
beat is the tension I had to try
my prayer is yours
beat is the tension I had

for your

clothes like a moth I ain't givin' shit, back, bitch
Don't even try to get your lick back

Glenwood Projects

Ill Bill

What's Wrong With Bill?

2004

I bust off will tear through your clothes like a moth
Your sloppy, cuz you start beef, and cop please, but not me�

[Chorus � Ill

an allegory

No first aid kit needed
Put on my mic I just bleed
I think I'm sick of this climate
It rained on all my dreams
But I saw a ghost
Through moth bite

of this climate
It rained on all my dreams
But I saw a ghost
Through moth bite clothes
He haunts me when I sleep
Two fingers to the western sky
I'm waving

Warning Warning

Max Romeo

Open the Iron Gate

1978

away
And your clothes have been eaten by moth
Your gold and silver is covered with rust
And this rust will be witness against you
And eat up your flesh

the places where
Mice make their holes our skin getting cold
Under moth-eaten clothes
I feel my lips turn blue, I'd do anything
To be held by you through

I might change the Earth the way i make these songs
AR puttin holes all in those clothes so I nicknamed it moth
Put you in the air we smokin good but

in all my clothes
In the pockets like moths in my cable knit
Warm sweater sleeves
But like thieves, they stole you from me
And I wished as I wore it

wishes like their soft cotton clothes, the world's a big moth 
Outside culture shutting the throttle, I wanna take off
Cause we the pilots of our own

way to hell
Moths cover my clothes and eaten my shoes
Let a murder of crows peruse my endless search for clues
My brain is all scrambled up from that

If

Islands

Return to the Sea

2006

If the clothes make the man
then the moths make the holes
And it shows, yes it shows
By the shape the hole grows

If early man really did mate

Multicoloured christs come pouring out the new-formed gash
Trading femur bones for soap stones
All your wealth has rotted
The moths have got your clothes
Breaking

everything we had is about to end
The sun is coming in
But I'd still take my shirt off

22 years down the line
Wasting all our time
Taking our clothes off
I

MYSTERY

Hook:
Change mind
Space flight 
100 banz
That's right  
Police looking
Flash lights
Money invest 
Stack right 

Verse:
Working few moths for

that will match overcast
Or when a bitch nigga throwing shade under hand
I mean bases loaded
These ain't softball holes in your clothes
These ain't moth

on the ground
If you never let go how
Could you fly high enough to escape the hounds

Buy shoes and clothes
To replace your souls
They’re exposed to moths

road again

They're singing
How high's the green grass grow
Nobody's asking cause nobody knows
The moth keeps eating all the dead men's clothes

winter clothes
The dust jacket of your favorite book
We found the husks of two forgotten cocoons

Now I'm crawling out of my skin
I can feel them when I

Jasper C. Debussy

T. Rex

Hard on Love

1972

Eddy to the railroad tracks
The train it come, he started to run
Jasper C. Debussy that's his kind of fun
Jasper was born with a moth in his mind