Lyrics:
warm buttermilk slip-slidin'
Down your throat i can hear the sleigh bells
Pullin' up to my door
I been a good girl all year
So my gifts are on the floor
The woman from Brussels
Had big hairy mussels
And chips on a plate
For lunch one day
As she gulped her strong
Belgian beer in the sun
He caught her
Choke Choke Choke
Those little mouths
Make marks on my skin
Sweet razors oh let them kiss me
Behind a door the leather slips around my neck
Worms make
Merry fucking Christmas you ego driven dick, I hope for the worst this holiday weekend
Merry fucking Christmas you evil little bitch, wishing your
us
Let's slip off to a sand dune, real soon
And kick up a little dust
Come on, Cactus is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come on, till the evening
on down the hall
Sweat
Drippin' from the ceilin'
Makes it so you so slip on the floor
Let
Me get that feelin'
I'll never go lookin'
Nowhere for more
Well
And driven by hate
She looks at that big wall
A great big canvas
It seems to stretch out there for miles
She slips on her headphones
Cranks up One Love
Thanks for the Terrarium
I'll treat it well
It stands adjacent from the Klimpts on my wall
In the little patch of sun that bleeds through the window
life's cosmic ballet.
I hold the glass,
Once filled on top,
Its crystals dropped,
The bulb now clearer.
Our time is dear,
Just grains of sand
Slip
the empire
But I'm a hopeless necromantic
and my psychosis is lit
The little we have
will be taken away
The black winds of the apocalypse
are here to stay
to slip away
Kept it through till the end of the day I was
Reminded by a friend I know
This is how u grow
All you have to do is look
All you have to do is
As you sit and contemplate your life and you're wondering how come it all means so little
Why did no one ever tell you that life isn't a run-through
Cause as the night air seeps my
Mentals give me the creeps
Little kids laugh and play
As I seek the deepest
Darkest corners to contort and hide away
and concentrate
If you don't move for long enough
I'm thinking you might just slip
Held still by all the tomorrows
I caught you catching rainbows
Just living
of the Pantocrator
Finally I have understood
I have understood
I have understood
Though when I slip sleeping and silently
From this ribbed room of sighs
You
You'll let me slip away
Years go by,
I know myself a little more
As I go, I know you more
Than you'll ever know.
Free my soul...
Bring a duct tape and strap 2 joints and 4 clips
Don't slip, yo, be on point
The kids that we hittin is supposed to be willies
One from New York and one
I'd better be careful that I don't
Slip into one more of your little tragedies
you took off your clothes
To remind me of the ocean
Then set fire
gon' be corrupt
Pullin' heat when he roll up and he killin' for the street that he throw up
Little nigga get killed by police, so what?
'Nother nigga
Mosquitos born of me
Leave a trail of slime
Everywhere I slip
Traps set by the scent I send
Set sail in silence
Into the sunset where you belong
of the time
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine
And it's not what I asked for
Sometimes life just slips
We move like cagey tigers
We couldn't get closer than this
The way we walk
The way we talk
The way we stalk
The way we kiss
We slip through
He wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy
Now a little crush turned into a like
And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her
better
When seen by two
Everything around me then
Was worthy of this gamble
Naïveté became my faithful guide
And i appeared so fragile
You couldn't even
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