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letra de microdotcom - 37 cents

[intro]
light of your wondering if there’s eyes on my forehead
the h-rns on the back of my neck like a hero
my blood is leaving
my endorphins are sneezing from hunger
and hundreds bow down for the paper
i wonder if lucifer painted the backs of my eyeb-lls for falsified memories and disorderlies
[bridge]
the eyes of the c-ckroach
she scurries her home while the sandals of god are a terriblе storm
from your bedroom in a fit of nostalgia you wonder
“if i saved my cigarеtte burned so unevenly”
rockets and satellites
watch what i violate the terms of agreements
who cares if i’m dying alone-some; ‘sleezedream’
[chorus}
but, i will grow if i have to
and i “decomposet” of laughter and words from the mouth of a poet
who dies and then becomes a thousand more words
[bridge]
the hungry days scream for the powers that be
only to be ignored as a number on the screen
a statistic that’ll shock you
from a customer that bought you
my barcode is itching; my outsides are ripping
and now it’s just tripping on the failures of earth
because some people behind sp-ces are witnessing the birth of an old generation
brought back from the ashes
all robbed of our goddess
unleash all our asses
[chorus]
but, i will grow if i have to
and i “decomposet” of laughter
and words from the mouth of a poet
who dies and becomes a thousand more words
[chorus] i will grow if i have to
and i “decomposet” the laughter
and words from the mouth of a poet
who dies and becomes a thousand more words

- 37 cents

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