Lyrics:
looked into the mirror, thinking of Vincent Van Gogh
And with a quick swipe lopped off his nose
And happy with that he made a slice where his chin was
the mirror thinking of Vincent van Gogh
and with a quick swipe lopped off his nose
And happy with that he made a slice where his chin was
He'd always wanted
fingers that got stuck up
Tortured a, not give a
Slapstick, hockey puck
The board hunter with the sawed off
Like an arm when it's lopped off
But I'm
infiltrated it's
Debauched headquarters, The Demon's
Lodge and there
While Maazu was distracted by a heated
Bout of 'Drink While You Think'
She lopped off it's
the neck
He walked in the room, and everybody rose
Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit
But
and spreaders of the falseness
With they heads lopped off and bodies tied to crosses
Followers have been exposed
With overactive temperal lobes
Up in they
the neck
He walked in the room, and everybody rose
Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit
But
it lopped off
But we still cool, what's up, (what's up, dawg)
Tock-ticky-tock I pack a pig clock
My dingaling swings when I run down the block
No, I
He walked in the room, and everybody rose
Lopped off bucket chilling underneath my clothes
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit
But what
false profits and demigods of statistics
Mediums, moguls and spreaders of the falseness
With they heads lopped off and bodies tied to crosses
Followers
alright
If you like small bananas and spiders
Jamaica's alright
If you wanna buy drugs from your hotel room
Jamaica's alright
If you want your hand lopped
rivers of blood, juice and snot
I rejuvenate, savoring every last drop
Never to scream again, your ugly head is now lopped off
impressing
I'm partial to dissecting so intercept me
At the cost of your neck being
Lopped off, I'm a top dog
Hugo Mind Boss, you will find loss
At the end
to be mild got the selfish tendencies an only child
Under stairs he kept
No sounds
Lopped off the tongue
He wept
Next rounds
Let off
Gloves off
No
no legs and he's got no paws
He once tried to kill Santa Claus
It wasn't a very good song
Squibbles the cat had his front legs lopped off in a brutal
lopped off, who, with the rest,
Through wonder stood gazing, before the rest advanced,
And bared his windpipe,
That without was all o’ersmeared with
Like I was the shit
I left her dead in the ditch with her head lopped off
And her feet sawed off
Pawned off to the pimp down the street for another dumb
the guillotine you know that they head gettin' lopped off
Can't cuddle save time like Dropbox
I still got work to drop off
Then hit the gym serve fiends like spa
I was shot off from the mainland
Love of my life, remember me
And I lopped off my right hand
So that my left could better see
Over, Under,
the song is called 'Never Forget'
A well-oiled machine
A nice life prescribed to teens
Was circumcised; cut short, love was the lopped off tip (we're
your heads lopped off
Say I got a premonition of the not-so-secret mission, master plan
Take every healthy, unwealthy, male G and send us to die in
talking to me is like a
dialogue for one
A lopped off torso
I clipped my wings to subdue my soul
and I will harden myself
until I reach the perfect bleach
blade i paid my dues
I lopped off the serpent's head
The check's in the mail like
Old Jack Burton said
Through it all you maintain, play the game
State
forked
I do not destroy possibilities with decision
The road is a hydra
One head is lopped off and another springs back up in its place
But it is even more
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