Microplastic making me feel spastic, clip into my cells Hypertrap, is blasting out the speaker, tripping into hell (Делит на бите, сука) We are stuck in traffic, hyperchondriac, do you feel well? Microplastic making me feel spastic
Me and all my niggas getting bigger than every enemy There ain't nothing but the heavens ahead of me Everyone dead to me, I'm reinventing me, I'm off-ending me, uh Run it back, like I'm a dyke and I got me a strap So you can bite when you are sucking that I don't want a photo of that, I got a memory, uh Evеrybody up each other's ass, human centipеde Better be, better be, better be, centipede I am a millipede, I'm in the Philippines, I am a killer bee Not what I feel to be, but what I gotta be Bought a lot, I gotta pee, I bottle of this outta me I want a lobotomy, everybody crowding me I'm do not try to be, anything out of me All of them doubted me, I see a crowd of me When I'm performing, when I am touring I'm in a foreign land, hug an adoring fan I want to start a band, I wanna go away I wanna fix the shit, I want a pixie stick I have a rodent brain, shit is a quarter pain, a quarter love I sorta think that half is none of the above That most of life is undiscovered
Uhh Parabens and estrogen Can't make no testosterone Everyday a lesser man Uhh Cancer, infertility Unexpected mutation is the Holy Trinity MicroplasticTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
