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Naw. Dead that talk

They will take yourself, and blow in them duties

Drain them of your butterscotch in you, and your cool arm of its groovy trick

And run a filer through the keyholed eyed

Prison cells for one, they will see infant sons as unstrung marionettes of able

flesh and fathered deaths

Somewhere in life the death

There will be men whom have become googled in their self-preserve,

surviving by the slightest might and screwing up the lining of them,

so fragile in the suck of the sun

And so you walk, predicting all possible presence in every bits and back from

the bed to the bills, you see nothing but pit within pit within pit within pit

within pit within pit

An undeniable feeding on you

And more this

When home, your wall will to kill, then overkill

And so you walk. And so walk. And so you walk

When home, your wall will to kill, then overkill

Gone still. You’re gone still. You’re gone

Gone still, your gone still, you’re gone

When home, your wall will

Bills (x6)

I have found this bloody key that lets the lout out (x2)

They will take yourself and plowman teas, drain them of their butterscotch,

adieu

And so you walk

Predicting all possible

And so you walk

Two bits in bed

From the bed to the bills you see nothing (x2)

From the bed to the bills you see nothing but pit within pit, an undeniable

feeding on

From the bed to the bills you see nothing but pit within pit within pit within

pit within pit within pit

And so you walk

From the bed to the bills you see nothing but pit within pit within pit within

pit, an undeniable feeding on

You see that last

From the bed to the bills you see nothing but pit within pit within pit within

pit within pit within pit within pit within pit within pit

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