letra de borscht - kitz willman
sun caught my face
eye glint
prairie pace is an idle sprint
reluctant like, “i gotta hand it to him?!”
whim walker
alley-way wander
wonder what’s underneath the car cover
cragar rims cracked rubber
rust bites in the bumper
dust mites in the wool jumper
winter feels like summer any day
holding handmade cards in the shape of a smile
on trial
stomach gripped by bile
bread melts on my tongue
and i lay my cards in a pile
flay display like grocery store fish
kept like a wish at those magical minutеs
no conjugal visits in the work camp
hand cramp
slept damp
chirp champ
like backstagе britney tellin the band to “just f-ckin vamp!”
slept at a shutdown summer camp
cigarillos on the wheelchair ramp
i made this rap in winnipeg like a garnet amp
with the first ever gain switch
brain bridge from my toe-tips to my foreskin
feds spoilin fresh water sources
“that’s how we did it in the forces!”
revolutionaries are not allowed to look after the horses
guards wanna know where the f-ckin borscht is
“where’s the borscht!?”
letras aleatórias
- letra de cold - 1800gs
- letra de mari - arda kılıç, mert ergün
- letra de you know what that's like - ambi-natalist
- letra de pulse - caliban
- letra de smooth - lhamo
- letra de ito ang simula - mayonnaise
- letra de mari - arda kılıç
- letra de sintrip - jean foutre
- letra de sem mim - canção & louvor
- letra de funk - b0r0s