A mouth grew up and out And into the ground With lips that i wanted to be Now i’m the one that makes sure it eats Steve woke up sitting on his own head sobbing And couldn’t breathe He had a dream that the mouth died Because steve had to eat Mouth had a good eye on its greed It only takes that which it needs Sometimes i wish it would eat meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
