Underneath her shells when bitten laugh your brittle carcass wrath Every time you make me hear them I grow distant and opaque Your core stability that pleasures, have you the patience to commute Through a traffic you have driven from the buffalo you shoot?
I have to warn you that I haven't got a clue Stones they keyed adjacent, made of only half the truth I have to warn you that I haven't got a clue Stones they keyed adjacent, made of only half the truth
Build a cripple's switch won't mention, every stair-step marks your back The flesh I tasted stole remission, cackle that breaks your mother's back Give me all the bout that's pissing, poke the back and watch it crack I am the last of all your prisons, enemy acquaintance past
I have to warn you that I haven't got a clue Stones they keyed adjacent, made of only half the truth I have to warn you that I haven't got a clue Stones they keyed adjacent, made of only half the truthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
