Increasing volume calls for decrease in gain He said Ports screaming
A never knowing coming turning event Cyclical as the life I've spent A life spent in thought of the time that has passed The time that has passed leaves me bathing in regret of the past And I've paid My penance
Life in the hair of instabilities main he stood A bitter dead
You mother fuckers wanna hate on your makers You've ripped your roots right out of the ground You've walked around too long just to piss on my lawn We are an army Hitting your car head on
Well I'm drawing the line He's drawing the line Fuck drawing the line
For no longer Will our waivers Be washed away
Slow as our wind might blow We row This boat has turned into a ghost ship And my corpse is rotting, rotting, rotting, rotting, rotting away She's rotting away Rotting, rotting, rotting, rotting, rotting away
She's rotting away
Stomach what you are not Breathe with the difference of earth Believe in a mind like mine Stomach continual pills Swallow me Stomach me Savor me Continual pills
Reflect on pity (poison, what's poison?) Learn its true means (know poison) Choke on my dick in the thick of a gun click I'm rotting away
Slow as our wind might blow we row This boat has turned into a ghost ship And my corpse is rotting, rotting, rotting, rotting, rotting away She's rotting away Rotting, rotting, rotting, rotting, rotting away
Rivers will flow to the appropriate homes Nails will find the appropriate wrists Rivers will flow Rivers will flow Rivers will flow from my wrists like wineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
