Lyrics:
to stash the gumbo
Or rattle around in a cage
The sacrificed child's made bubbles
And spittle is everywhere enraged
In the hot sand I land on my feet
silver stones and moonbeams across the sounding shore
I know the beast dwells close at hand
Blood and spittle and sinew mark his path where it bisects my
to ten
Extra nick if he don't make the spittle
We gon' spin again
Every time to make sure that we hit him
Ain't gotta lift a hand
I'ma call up Jojo, go
Let me spittle some riddles up on this instrumental
And my shit aint got kill you it's just gon hit your mental
And I won't do this forever, but it's
clock radio bangers
Down side up in crippled acres and still the fountain that spittle's sliglets quicker than quditch seekers snatch golden snitches
of denied clearance.
(Yeah)
Pigeon hold styles, drop similar.
The course the corpse patients
Lacing non sequitur's that spittle off the chin. (spittle
mim Chopf hei gseit i bi vo Sinne
I ha nix gseh aber viu ghört
Aues Spittle, Digge, i schwör
I ha nix gseh, kenni Figgs geh
Stimme i mim Chopf hei gseit
acquittal
Like just in case you forgot I spittle a little spittle
And dribble down to the foul and Jordan jam on a jigaboo
I figure boo, you moving just how
If he try to hoe me kick a door in just to send a message
When he in the spittle send some flowers and my bestest wishes
When I found out my dog yeah
I bled for thee
Split fingers in twain for thee
And yet you lied to me
Impaled on a spittle to let you run free
Choking on your vile pus
You indulge
and light
Prisms and skitters, the spittle of letters
Form into language, permanent night
Every year
I'll write a song til the words feel different
The same
felt like there was no help for me
Chorus:
But then he heard my cry from a mighty long way.
He healed my eyes with spittle and clay.
He raised me up
know I put you through a lot Sometimes I think that you hate me
I know you sacrificed your life So I can never repay you
You're my doctor in a spittle
even if I spit up on my t-shirt
Color of spittle's clear as Sprite
I think I'll write her a love poem by the end of the night
Words that start to chirp
spittle running, red with bits of reeking bloody dregs...
[lead - mike]
Masticate your own genitals, choke on your bludgeoned testicles
With a hunger
Get it runnin' drag me in and put the spittle on my chin
Girlfriends makin' out in prison cells
Hunchback creep and he's bangin' on the bells
Big black
split
There's acid in her belly
And toxin in her spit
The lady is dangerous
And the lady is mean
Her spittle is venomous
And there's no vaccine
The lady
translate: Jackal
A young angel appears before the temple
Her spittle clings under her wings
Fresh blood drops from her brows
He opens his hands and calls for
Little mouth, little doubts
And now your spittle's sowing the seeds
We should be led in flower bed
Not in your headspace pulling up weeds
Dirty
to stash the gumbo
Or rattle around in a cage
The sacrificed child's made bubbles
And spittle is everywhere enraged
In a hot sand or in a my feet
to stash the gumbo
Or rattle around in a cage
The sacrificed child's made bubbles
And spittle is everywhere enraged
In a hot sand or in a my feet
that feeds me
In the middle of, with a spittle of
Et tu like birds of a feather
When another day, love another way
Push, shove, make love, play
the light on
I'm so afraid I've lost control
I'm suffocating without a word
Crazy with sweat, spittle on my jaw
What's that funny noise, what's that
unfold
And there are beads of dew on a spider's web
And there are motes of dust
In these beams of light
We who are bone and spittle and muscle
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