Lyrics:
of the mind
Hysteria
The cause is always genital
The women were attacked by habit crises
Hallucinations, dreams and organic pains
The disease is always
And eight of them
Those evil men, those perfect men
Some knuckle broken heart disease
Which pulled a preacher off his knees
A callous whisper through
could force down my throat
You, and your poison love
You, I can't get enough
You, slowly killing me
I loathe you but love our disease
You, and your
got it real bad
Love is a heart disease
You gonna run a fever you gonna walk with chills
It's gonna drag you along like you ain't got no will
I got
the dead boat on the door (yea)
I pray for Italy, spent my honeymoon on the water
Got cribs in Cali and Florida (yea)
I love her so I support her
I got
Can you fix a step for this old man
Changed by your love for direct land
Now we see the people running
To me for a perfect heart
Caught in
In France a skinny man
Died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle
And soon she did the same
At home there
by his love
And to bear his baby
In my head you are suffering
In my head you are
it, he was goin' down slow
I heard it all, the wireless radio
From down in the boondocks, way down in Key West
I'm searching for love, for
gentlemen
I was struck with a horrible
Dermatologic disease
Though the finest physicians in London were called
I awakened one morning amazed and appalled
crazy, I like all your tricks
Want you here by my side, through
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love
you be all alone?
As the disease spreads slowly through your body,
Pumped by your heart to the tips of your arms and your legs.
Your greatest fear
frightening to see?
When eaten by these worms inside of me
Run away as we want to
As we anguish here on our own
As far away from our disease
Recluse from your
Rule number one: get yourself a gun
A nine in your ass'll be fine
Keep it in your glove comparment
Cause jackers (yo) they love to start shit
Now if
Seems like everyday
I see you pass my way
I try to catch your eye
Each time you walk on by
You know that I'm obsessed
Just by the way you're
Oh, love is an open door
The heart beats like a drum
The sky looks like a technicolor scene
oh change, change the curse of life.
Is love a disease
he's gunna' get you now
He's gunna' get you, he's gunna get you now
You've been gone in your disease
You've become a family fiend
Being cut by your
like a disease
And affect a whole blow, with a poster's soul
This is for the people that loves the P sound
We still make the music we're holding it
and dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
Have you met my good friend Maria
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her the minute
Like madness from above
I'm going out with a bang
And a heart disease called love
Ninety-nine, below zero
Would seem like fever now
You know me... I'm
a modern disease
Maybe you think tomorrow's just a joke
It's a joke after joke after joke after joke
My love
Everything's an interview
Pick at the wound
Eaten by fleas
Discoloration, cerebral disease
I'm just a mind fuck
Cunt of a gun
No one loves me
I am just one
Swallowed
My
She plants a seed in my head
Opium narcosis hypnotic dread
I feel her death growing in me
Like a cancer,yet I crave the disease
Mesmerized by
love me right now, right now
Niggas hatin on my come up motivated by the struggle
Dap me up in front of folks but they be Judas undercover
Mind my P's
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