Bullshit lies Breaking skin Homemade bombs Blasting us thin Terror threats Made by friends Mental debts For retailed trends
I don't care what you fucking say Won't lose my time over this Won't lift your veil of dirt Will forget your / you exist
Graves dug with your tongue Missiles shot from your lips Mortars as molars and spit Watching me drink every sip Counting the hits from my fist Vise-grips on vices and slips
Volcanic ash, it lines your gums You spew it out, it silhouettes where we have stood A hollow shell is all that's left The charred remains of what we will never haveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
