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letra de flatworm friday - istasha

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istasha this sh-t f-cking sucks

worship and serve them, such is his purpose

i lose my sh-t like ultrak!ll [?] p-ssy wanna hear it but we turn ’em up loud
feeling like a demon when i’m all carved out
shedding my skin, shedding my limbs when i float from above like an astronaut
route 66 straight through i’m out
start changing your face don’t count no bag
coming back, take a chainsaw, bones are rope tuck, swing back down, cold without a doubt

clip might let go of my sleeves, [?] i got no sleep, brain fried i’m riding habits seems to die on me-e
i feel divine all the same, motherf-ckers at the bottom of the food chain, touché
they choose they blueprints, truce in those soothing motions
first running me, i’m in a terracotta, bugging on my n0body, i’m in a gutter
third person view, day but useless, backseat beg i say, i don’t choose it

collecting problems i discard and retired (i got it off)
the blood is shallow when it rot in my styrofoam (swallow whole, huh)
brand new thoughts i wish to talk, f-ck it black in my nest of darkness, imposter, don’t [?] the box in the function

[chorus]
you say you know, you say you done
you say it all when your batches are diving in my lungs
do what you want (what you want)
god in a morgue, feed stable path, running practice, inject it
i feel it on my tongue
more dogsh-t

two times, run it over, i got it
stay roadk!ll, out of place, you mind it
brace the birds, and i’m out, set it down
insane, when i never do acts is [?]
drag away by the ones you [?], breathe it out
redact, retake, on the way, you passed the safe zone

[chorus]
you say you know, you say you done
you say it all when your batches are diving in my lungs
do what you want (what you want)
god in a morgue, feed stable path, running practice, inject it
i feel it on my tongue

such is his purpose-

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