Pissage کے بول

Still walking out backward Storms acid jack trip all over the mold Free markets of sunshine Violent burns out splattering posts Missing misfortune What's happening Yeah its happening now Sitting on the fence All is easier split When legs don't hold The system folds Pills talking it up now Your strength it's coming from corners that crawl Accented with perfume, The smell of death From a medicine ball. In taking up deadly wishes From the mouth of a patriots rotting on call Pissing on the edge, waiting for the proof Sifting the flour to cut with the truth Thrill's taking the place of What's up there sleeps just out of the way It's feeding on sunshine Never give it up never get in the way It's taken the heart Of golden burrowing bugs That listen away Fitting in a space, thinking it's a race Waiting for a "sleeper" pill. Free dumb Free dumb fuckers Let the time machine detoxify