
letra de klang - marcy the baptist
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i’m smiling off a bitter cut
klang
wrap me in a table saw
bring me tanks
and if propane doesn’t crimp the paper’s eager pastel wings
then what’s the use in hurling buckshots
what’s the point in all these flames
we’re living in america
no one can do anything
this wealth was meant to sit and tan and settle bleached bereft in the sun
this world is a museum that you’re punching in to fix
why is the water made of plastic, well why’d you try to drink it?
fear is when you know that your cum can’t hold a house made of cards
people write my stories for me… legend in the classical vain
you got so much love to give do you think you’re jesus?
people don’t believe you they just think you’re really hot
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