You want it out, so just take my spawn Feel complete after it's gone Don't sleep by my side, sleep on the lawn It's not too late, you wanted it gone Through the hosiery To the armory To the nothing How does it feel when you can't feel nothing? Give that guilt, you shed a newborn To your feet, it falls to the floor Itching inside, you still want more Stillborn fawn, throw it to the door Through the hosiery To the armory To the nothing How does it feel when you can't feel nothing? Fifteen years you've waited for me Through preteen years of deficiency Cuts on my hands, but you can't feel nothing Blood on my hands, you can wipe up something Through the hosiery To the armory To the nothing How does it feel when you can't feel nothing? Drink sulfur, spill it in my lap My onus is the time that you lack Borrowed your womb you can't have it back Drink sulfur, spit it all right back Fifteen years you've waited for me Through preteen years of deficiency Cuts on my hands, but you can't feel nothing Blood on my hands, you can wipe...
[00:17.88]You want it out, so just take my spawn [00:21.99]Feel complete after it's gone [00:25.52]Don't sleep by my side, sleep on the lawn [00:29.67]It's not too late, you wanted it gone [00:36.40]Through the hosiery [00:40.19]To the armory [00:44.19]To the nothing [00:46.04]How does it feel when you can't feel nothing? [00:50.02]Give that guilt, you shed a newborn [00:53.56]To your feet, it falls to the floor [00:57.57]Itching inside, you still want more [01:01.61]Stillborn fawn, throw it to the door [01:08.40]Through the hosiery [01:11.78]To the armory [01:15.89]To the nothing [01:17.64]How does it feel when you can't feel nothing? [01:38.03]Fifteen years you've waited for me [01:41.69]Through preteen years of deficiency [01:45.70]Cuts on my hands, but you can't feel nothing [01:49.64]Blood on my hands, you can wipe up something [01:55.29]Through the hosiery [01:59.94]To the armory [02:04.04]To the nothing [02:05.66]How does it feel when you can't feel nothing? [02:10.07]Drink sulfur, spill it in my lap [02:13.54]My onus is the time that you lack [02:17.63]Borrowed your womb you can't have it back [02:21.68]Drink sulfur, spit it all right back [02:25.70]Fifteen years you've waited for me [02:29.62]Through preteen years of deficiency [02:33.64]Cuts on my hands, but you can't feel nothing [02:37.65]Blood on my hands, you can wipe... [02:41.74]
