letra de body gospel - you whistle, i'll shoot
corporeality, a dilapidated building
no temples, only a fun-house constructed by devils
perceptions of beauty determined by ruminations
the struggle to cast aside every acclimation and doubt
and all that remains is the cringe of an off-putting silhouette
my face growing limbs and my limbs become orifices to empty, empty
crawling
crawling with this weight on my shoulders
long as the morgue keep my legs growing farther
counter all this mass round my spine
drain all the fluid leave me crumpled bеnign as i’m
as i’m
as i’m
as i’m
crawling with this weight on my shoulders
long as the morguе keep my legs growing longer
counter all this mass round my spine
drain all the fluid leave me crumpled benign
as i let all the fat dripping off of my frame
create the sculpture of arrogance that all the pretty girls claim
consume the gospel
revel in existential
heavy is the hand that feeds me the lies
spells of anhedonia
from the baggage buried under my thighs
tendons pull away like cello strings
suck out the marrow and leave me
cautioned and yearning
deformed and less threatening
beauty in the eyes of the beholder
but what if the beholder is me?
letras aleatórias
- letra de l'amour - t-flow
- letra de the tower - voidwaker
- letra de i don’t love’em - kingpin skinny pimp
- letra de rainy poppy field - 800 cherries
- letra de papa, can you hear me? - simone kitze
- letra de sacred of dying - nyia mia
- letra de der himmel macht die tore zu - michael wendler
- letra de front row - finn golden
- letra de katalonya banklari - alishot
- letra de southside - phil j.