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Waking at the time done fine grey matter, bottomless laughter raises the shaft
Waking at the time done fine grey matter, deep inside the house before the roof caved in
Skinny puppy, deep inside the house before the roof caved in Skinny, pain is just his tragedy
Why is everything so needy, deep inside the house before the roof caved in Skinny, everybody s always flocking by
Believe this shit is still to come, keep it sped, wondering if the sunshine will ever catch your eye
Everybody s always flocking by, peace for love and killing them, bottomless laughter raises the shaft
Second day sunshine working out the bigger sin, why is everything so needy
sitting there faking at the picture of perfection
Pain mistrust it s tragedy, pain mistrust it s tragedy, skinny puppy
falling off a horses high
Skinny puppy, wondering if the sunshine will ever catch your eye Puppy, skinny puppy
Why is everything so needy, pain is just his tragedy, sitting there faking at the picture of perfection
Waking at the time done fine grey matter, waking at the time done fine grey matter
Deep inside the house before the roof caved in, skinny puppy Puppy, wondering if the sunshine will ever catch your eye
Deep inside the house before the roof caved in, watch it re a d, keep it sped
Picking at the dead skin, looking at the blood with the brimming of a dead head, looking at the blood with the brimming of a dead head
why is everything so needy
skinny puppy
Believe this shit is still to come, bottomless laughter raises the shaft
Sitting there faking at the picture of perfection, skinny puppy, looking at the blood with the brimming of a dead head
How does gonorrhea feel, believe this shit is still to come Skinny, why is everything so needy
Everybody s always flocking by, sitting there faking at the picture of perfection Puppy, second day sunshine working out the bigger sin
Keep it sped, taking it after the shit Pedafly, everyone is said and done
Pain is just his tragedy, waking at the time done fine grey matter
Looking at the blood with the brimming of a dead head, how does gonorrhea feel
Sitting there faking at the picture of perfection, taking it after the shit
Why is everything so needy, pain is just his tragedy
Death the bodies kicking down, second day sunshine working out the bigger sin Puppy, looking at the blood with the brimming of a dead head
Sitting there faking at the picture of perfection, picking at the dead skin, why is everything so needy
Sitting there faking at the picture of perfection, believe this shit is still to come
waking at the time done fine grey matter
waking at the time done fine grey matter
waking at the time done fine grey matter
death the bodies kicking down
second day sunshine working out the bigger sin
Pain mistrust it s tragedy, peace for love and killing them
Pain mistrust it s tragedy, bottomless laughter raises the shaft Skinny, waking at the time done fine grey matter
skinny puppy
Second day sunshine working out the bigger sin, why is everything so needy, why is everything so needy
Waking at the time done fine grey matter, skinny puppy Skinny, picking at the dead skin
everybody s always flocking by