Lyrics:
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty, don't ya know,
And I'm still willin'
Out on the road late last night,
Seen
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty, but don't you know
I'm still willin'
Out on the road, late at night
I seen
Warped soul, look at that, pap-pap-krack
Three frat college boys flat, dead on they back
And they lady tryin to hide behind the dead fat guy
Just got one
this before
Skeleton key unlocks that belfry door
Hinged on swollen frames
And completely warped floors.
The house will fall
Collapsing into
real high
You know time has no absolute
It's a just seems like it's spent
Everything has a tendency to be so warped and bent
While looking here
[BEATNIK:] Oooh, man, I don't dig that trash. You know like Brubeck,
Sherwin, modern jazz quartet?
[MUMMY:] I'm a mummy.
[BEATNIK:] Man, you got a warped
little kids a warped view of reality?
Or blame all of the apps that make a killing
And finding a sweet spot in your self hating vanity?
Could you argue
you blame public figures and personalities
For giving little kids a warped view of reality?
Or blame all of the apps that make a killing
And finding
We'll be warped when we stop
I never said I want to be the one who said
I told you so
But you're all a lowly bunch of parasites
And I told my
Flip 'em up, flip 'em down, flip 'em around
Mutha fuckas mind all warped
From breathin all the smog
I'm all up in the shit, like if my name was frog
to the cross
Sometimes, you just don't know
How low, how low you can go,
Show some sympathy
Low, low, show some mercy,
I don't like you for your warped
since
But I bet you turn up when I’m rich chatting shit
Like it weren’t your fault
Probably blame it on your bitch
'Cause your bitch mind's warped
We
wallowing, shrugging I'm plugging your corporation
'Cause we alley cats addicted to the sickly warped sensation
Answer this: when all that's said and done
just waiting by myself
When you, warped temptress
Rose to bring me happiness and wealth
Black tears, black smile, black credit cards and shoes
You can
Cats always tryna' pick up the fist
Duff this dude out
Rappers stoop just to get to your crib
Now it's like who's face? who's warped? too sauced
I've been warped by the rain driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't you know but I'm still yea willing
Drivin the road late at night
I see
perceptions of these dreams
Elevate this warped sense of reality
I can't understand myself
Touched by the hand of the creator
Tantalizing the will
now I shall have it
Bid farewell to your friends
Doom hates us all
But in his warped mind, he has a personal score to settle with me
Operation
please?"
I said "Why sure its a cute little bugger
About yea big a little warped from the rain"
She said "Well then sir this must be your brain"
I said
the ones playing the Warped and county fairs
I'll go to a meeting and get called a loser
Then I get invited to a party from a bro who works at Bayer
head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself
You were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions
On things like
Take a look inside the warped and the slick
Forever born again just to die so quick
The floodgates of the damned
Shall crash and burn once
head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself
You were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions
On things like
Deathbent
Warped mind
Tripped out
Out of time
Bodycount rise again
Sick and hellbent
Broke and twisted
The end isn't far behind
Black Mass
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