letra de a song dedicated to the memory of stormy the rabbit - andrew jackson jihad
for four fortnights i’ve fled from my fortress
foraging forests five footsteps in length
fort-tude found within forty ounce bottles
flowing like flies from your face
from your face
and my neighborhood
it’s been filled brim with black cats
and when i go driving they walk through my path all the time
every time
first we were babies, we’re birthing and dying
then we were children, we were playing and crying
and then we were teenagers we were smoking and f-cking
but now we’re all grown up and we’re sadly sighing
liking, mud larking, and licking our wounds
we’ve created by l-sting and lying to ourselves and to others
we’re sadly sighing
and i’d like to be a big ball of meat
that bee’s can buzz around and eat when i die
so that i may be granted one sense of purpose
letras aleatórias
- rest dixon37 x dudek p56 › letra de bez widoku - rest dixon37 x dudek p56
- grupo bryndis › letra de vete ya - poema - grupo bryndis
- late nite reading › letra de pumped up kicks - late nite reading
- painn › letra de raf simons - painn
- let › letra de adoption - let
- crim › letra de first 48 - $crim
- mikill pane › letra de taking hold - mikill pane
- the erised › letra de take me - the erised
- unknown mortal orchestra › letra de shakedown street - unknown mortal orchestra
- eddie attar › letra de bezar bere - eddie attar