Lyrics:
face on
Humming some old, black bolero
Sigh out a seance
I fill the bedroom up with smoke
And why you always actin' like
If you're into me, then we're
a girl the other day
And I met her husband
They're pretty cool
We're hanging out on Sunday
We're going to try and summon
The dark lord Satan with a seance
family
When things don't
Go as planned
Hold a seat at your séance
So I can finally talk to you
Guide my hands to the letters
Prove you're the person
I
responses
That make more sense than palm reads and seances
It's a bad habit that your feelings never budge
But there's no point in holding onto grudges
sensations all the news is breaking
the chyron raking the seance faking
digest in 10 seconds or less now repent
fast food of the news my attention is spent
a price.
So, here's what you get,
I've finally arrived.
You won't need any séance.
For you to contact the dead,
What you did comes back to haunt
Yeah, I'm with my group nigga like a motherfucking séance
Resident Evil lifestyle, nigga I feel like Leon
And these niggas get no bread, I swear
and trendy wear
It's all an ever-lasting séance
Your term is under a spell
Facets from the eye of the beholder
All spread around the world
Flesh and bone
a séance
With Rubin Welch sucking his cock that man a thot Everything he touch' flops
You ain't TV actor you're an actress
You get Bikini waxes you old
The boiling of oceans, a séance to observe
If she is bled, judge by the hole
Left by bovine hearts and cephalopod souls
near a whipping flame
Nesting in a séance
Calling out to elders
To gift me with their wisdom
But all I hear is sounds of my own voice
Telling me that
night séances
I'm at the graveyard howling at the moon
Trying to get through to you
All my hopes on a phone call
To the great beyond
Through this magic
cardinaux en costume
N'étaient pas à la séance
Que vida!
Que triste!
Where do we put our precious things
Like woolen socks and wedding rings
And seance gear and kimchi jars
Our Matchbox and our Hot Wheels cars
that
Don't talk to me
Talk to my liaison
Scary money
Pockets need a seance
I got niggas who do what I say so
No chit chat till I see chips and queso
shadow in seance
I talk to my shadow in seance
All that I know is I just wanna see ya
Starin at dis broken mirror
Starin at a broken mirror
Starin
won't take long
You said I'm dead for that, okay then bet, guess it's a seance
Dooted, I'm gone, problems take on
Don't know how they been, I lost
Battle, brave, fight a war in your name
Kill me, send me, with broken arms to my grave
Black sky, still I refuse to die this way
Say another seance
Une grande errance
Dans ma grande séance
Et pour toute cette enfance
Qui a la chance
D’être sans une présence
Mais comme satan
Je ment
Et je me prend
a séance
With Rubin Welch sucking his cock that man a thot Everything he touch' flops.
You ain’t TV actor you're an actress
You get Bikini waxes you old
pour le moment. Il faut dire qu’on vent de lui transmettre une lettre émanant de la Reine de Cœur qui lui demande de la rejoindre séance tenante pour
still screamed
I let her outside
I watched flies gather round her bones
To do a seance
Has it got eight eyes
Is it hairy
Or is it something scarier than
The mystical chant, prophecy bound in text
Transubstantiation through seance and will
Conjure her voice, once frozen in time
Speaking in tongues she
à gagner
Le rêve d'une vie c'est...
...Lc MUSIQUE !
Cet homme est aveuglé
Cette princesse est cinglée
J'ajourne la séance si vous ne cessez
Peste
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