作曲 : Kevin L Barnes There's not really a name for we all Have highly devoured the flesh of our ugly profit Third right Christian right one of teen Nobody's baby breath I have Could you love me wrong like Justin does somebody better that comes along She said she wants to be vacant, is that detected? You've relapsed back to a losing way, you're a losing game everybody plays her How many centuries should I erase? Just the aborted ones and the superstitious ones The body is quick to forgive where the spirit's only revengeful I've got such a hunger for the obvious (like his head was some look low like mine) And desire is arachnidian I will video your memoration from the site of some sorrow In my empire of negation there's no humbling nativity and I'm breathing without one Though I don't breath them Better look me up stranger like I want to be a pregnant restaurant Up to celebrate your creepy black servant's long milk tits Seeping models of skinny moist paters at the Planned Parenthood cut from elderly cunts Where arobicus kiss the grain and the gloves is always changing I am a Capricorn wearing a Bacchus Traveling around with my head full of the worst **** I've got such a hunger for the obvious (hunger for the obvious) Quite unlike this demonic radiation Of our ruins of public display (like his head was some look low like mine) I'm calling it the catastasis There's still so many deaths clearly the motivator But there are Valiums that'd really reverse this Call it the pregnant sea, and that's not happening You were such a killer, wasted one You were such a killer You were such a killer, wasted one You were such a killer, million dollar hate
作曲 : Kevin L Barnes There's not really a name for we all Have highly devoured the flesh of our ugly profit Third right Christian right one of teen Nobody's baby breath I have Could you love me wrong like Justin does somebody better that comes along She said she wants to be vacant, is that detected? You've relapsed back to a losing way, you're a losing game everybody plays her How many centuries should I erase? Just the aborted ones and the superstitious ones The body is quick to forgive where the spirit's only revengeful I've got such a hunger for the obvious (like his head was some look low like mine) And desire is arachnidian I will video your memoration from the site of some sorrow In my empire of negation there's no humbling nativity and I'm breathing without one Though I don't breath them Better look me up stranger like I want to be a pregnant restaurant Up to celebrate your creepy black servant's long milk tits Seeping models of skinny moist paters at the Planned Parenthood cut from elderly cunts Where arobicus kiss the grain and the gloves is always changing I am a Capricorn wearing a Bacchus Traveling around with my head full of the worst **** I've got such a hunger for the obvious (hunger for the obvious) Quite unlike this demonic radiation Of our ruins of public display (like his head was some look low like mine) I'm calling it the catastasis There's still so many deaths clearly the motivator But there are Valiums that'd really reverse this Call it the pregnant sea, and that's not happening You were such a killer, wasted one You were such a killer You were such a killer, wasted one You were such a killer, million dollar hate
