Lyrics:
as the hawks await
In place, all aligned in a similar fashion
While the chemicals break and rewind my actions
Ex-tract it, words from the mouths of treason
adorn their shallow bodies
Pertinacious heads
Teleprompter fed
Artificial facts
Spewing out their ass -Ew
Vacant parking lots
Now a housing tract
Big
got too many
Think I'm passing out zans cause I got too many
All the oops turnt down think we shot too many
Lost tract of my bitches I got too many
If
When the reapers knockin on your door sayin that your time in now
I can promise that
I’m tracin through my steps I follow tracts
Lookin back to tell him
tact
En guise de tract, t’as le trac
Inexact ipso facto
Tissus gris tombe en lambeaux
Secoue-moi, secoue-moi
J’ai la chienne après mes tibias
Que l’âge
Chevy drop top
I’m legendary in my block
A Dodger dodging bullets
A Charger charged to the fullest
Tha Union Station straight outta that Historic Tract
smother our hearts in a Pozzolan lime cement
But we clogged up our digestive tracts on accident... well shit
Summer's dead, I'm trapped in my head
October
Low mood, grow wool
Toadstools can teach a school
Show parameters I never knew
Superglue in the shnoz
Garbage in the tract
Overstimulated, fried in
The trembling of the earth
The ocean starts to shake
Belief from the grimoire
Embrace the doom
Pale
Grey orb
Vast tracts of sand
Conducting
tous sur mon tract, y va falloir se faire un pacte
Les hypocrites, j’les envoie chier, vous êtes y'ink une gang de trainés
Jaloux, haters, hypocrites,
all that
And they talking all smack
Don't know they shits whack
Swear they spit straight facts
Swear that they a - tract
Well I'm bout to throw it up
and strip malls, tract homes and schools
And then fall - a bug drowning on its back in some suburban pool
The skate rats they ride through the sewer pipes -
hole, me and Spee
Back and forth on the tract
With the back magic
Run a crazy train, you know we take up the caboose
Hopping on the Brown Line, loosey
He will scream her name in a place no one can hear
Ao when the echoes die out, no one can watch him cry
The ocean runs between us
Tracts of land
their heads underwater
(Let us drown)
Your children
They watch the rocks in their scotch whiskey melt to nothing
Crawling down their digestive tracts but
digestive tract
At Wong's!
(No dish is a loss)
At Wong's!
(Covered in red sauce)
At Wong's!
(Everything is battered)
At Wong's!
(What's inside doesn't even
so warm on these scales
Hook, line, and sink into my tracts
Got me sleeping on my back
Body headed into lapse
IV keeping me intact
I be extricated by
stabbing your back and flatten your tract but leave your bladder intact
So I can batter and smack you til you shatter and crack and I'll hack
You so your
of a tract home
She attractive but she bashful
I'm not an asshole, but I'm tactful
I'm an actual rascal like a pack of jackals chasing rattlesnakes and eating
on these tracts
But tonight she got me moving all slow
Trapped in her waves, go with the flow
Fire in my soul, open up the window
Dashing through the snow
The industry has crumbled
Succumbed to economic turmoil
At the behest of sordid flames
Tearing down tracts of livelihood
My grandfather built
me no attention
Your rejection of me is like a shitty art collection
It burned me like a urinary tract infection
Leaving me wide open like a cesarean
When you were young and useless
Skin and bone and bruises
Brass tacks and biblical tracts
Were your sweet sullen music
When you were young
him to do something he'd whine
Soon, there was about 60 men on this crew it stretched out
About a quarter of a mile down the tracts
Soon anonymous
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