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letra de hands undressed - stabscotch

day fiction, day fiction
please don’t sit, the grass is waste and take your pick, castles of princes
day fiction, day fiction
saffron pr-cks, it’s just a guide for big chances, stop, eat, pray, sh-t in
day fiction, all you, day, everyday

cut the black in the back
glanced at your name
read it as a blue dumb spider stepper
i guess you cop and try apologies
but i can’t clean your cupboard
i hope you’re not nagging
put your feet in the kraken

i’d end it all, even during dinner
i’d bake a cake with coals and splinters
my gold was spent on shoals from winter
while bishops made their soil much thinner
the ground was paved by means to settle
while bricks were buried for floors to wrestle
the air is kempt with secrets threatened
but man’s so busy with shirley’s temple

i ain’t no santa
you’re on your own
there’s no red satin
it’s always wool (sh-t!)
wipe my hands
it’s the devil’s new face
makes geriatric hymns
i am a serpent, no saint
don’t ever think to bother me
black thunder sings vile and prime
i sputter demons out my fingers
no one thing could father me
don’t call it fate, yet to be hazed
it’s why they say i am a

you call those manners?
that’s quite the fight
i broke you into me
that’s one of a kind (sell me, sell me, k!ll me)

bells keep tolling but my pots keep ringing

sky ain’t bananas
it’s just a dome (that’s you!)
can’t fire at heaven (who’s there?)
those dreams are smoke (f-ck!)

racing on home for a chicken dinner
i prowl the streets with my ether and blazer
cutting in the bones until i f-ck you up like liver

punch me out son, that’s euphoria rising
don’t tidy up the floor, sick umbro
i’m burning my chambers till i’m up in the vapor
but to you, i’d rather be zero
i’m zero, look at me now

i am a serpent, no saint
don’t ever think to bother me
black thunder sings vile and prime
i sputter demons out my fingers
no one thing could father me
don’t call it fate, yet to be hazed
it’s why they say i am a

suck in the sound
my angel’s humming
cause i’m always coming
my angel’s humming
i’m always coming
my angel’s humming

wipe the yellow off your back
there’s a shade of life you can bring back
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my hands undressed
with my

- stabscotch

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