Lyrics:
Head trip on the scene again,
Pumping in the veins of the rabid mouths to feed.
Head back, obsolete...
Trapped with the secrets that i can not keep
Head trip on the scene again
Pumping in the veins
Of the rabid mouths to feed
Head back, obsolete
Trapped with the secrets
That I can not keep today
I can hear life passing me by
Itâ??s the very sound like the kicking of time
I look around and the stakes are high
I want to struggle but I wait in
your bow
Verse by verse you come undone
Til the hourglass turns
And the next dance begins
A flour stained face to clean
Another poem to go unseen
But
We move n our bodies talk, ignite
Right on to ya mouth and tongue
Come on open wide come on
We dance in a simple code
A sensory overload
mouth
That you’re covering
And you don’t know nothing
Opportunity clings to you
Always keeping me guessing
(Shouldn’t it be better by now)
Don’t get
No diamonds in my mouth on my old I.D
Every time I go out, gotta show my teeth
Big dog by myself, bitch, I hold my leash
I'ma say what I'ma say,
Breathe deep, leave ground, can't get to sleep so I just pass out
Fight the words before they leave my mouth
Bite the tongue, but I just can't tell if
Your magic persuaded me to Patrick's house one night
Most of our friends were drunk, we left by then
It's my fault for saying I try everything
murderous sentences
No secrets where my weapons is
Locked in the closet next to
Pop rappers' sexual preferences
Amber alert
Your girl's mouth ran away with my
Tasted the blood in my mouth
And left you there to bleed out
It didn't feel like a dream
Woke up and you looked so cute
Don't think I could love
of the devil! Sign of the devil!
City on fire!
Witch! Witch!
Smell it, sir! An evil smell!
Every night at the vespers bell
Smoke that comes from the mouth
When the sun sets in the evening
And you've still more mouths to feed
You may find yourself with a basket of bread
A tiny little piece is all you
got hangups
If I could get with it I'd have a wider ocean I'm fishing in
But I'm inhibited by my social conditioning
So where my head's at present
And every little need
Ain't your need
But you ain't the only mouth
That you gotta feed
Or find a way to God
You're so wrapped up in it
that you can't
my way, my way, my way
"Believe it my way" are some words to live by
No matter how you feelin', even if you wanna cry
You gotsta do, what you
desert lover
Was headed back home again
You and I all alone
A gun by your bed and a spy on the phone
You were all dressed in black
When you kissed my
for 30 minutes
It's been five hours, man, what's goi'
Yeah, shut your fuckin' mouth, ya fuckwit, before I fuckin' bash ya!
Man, what the fuck are you
Pac's alive
I ain't trying to take your legacy and torch it down
I'm just saying, I ain't heard shit from the horse's mouth
Just sheep always telling
is lost, Lady Di's returned to stardust
He listens to the tragic news, followed by the Top 10 tunes
All, all
We have left
All, all
We have left
It's hard to be what you need through a static screen
Been trying to speak for weeks and weeks
Open my mouth
All that comes out is white noise
Pac's alive
I ain't trying to take your legacy and torch it down
I'm just saying, I ain't heard shit from the horse's mouth
Just sheep always telling
I know you're probably sick
Of always sorting me out
It's like I've always got the taste
Of orange nails in my mouth
I know you're probably
stream
Where no one knows my name
I'll be long, long gone
"On the slopes at Courchevel
The news from the Gulf War is relayed
By loudspeakers
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