Paroles: Acid Bath. When The Kite String Pops. The Blue.
Across your face
I see what you are
You wanna kill the sun
Blot out the stars
I know you you're nothing
You're so small
You're fuckin nothing
Nothing at all
The sun burns on
It reminds me of you
The slit wrists of the sky
Bleeding into the blue
We twist beneath forever
Do you know what you've done?
Ants in the afterbirth
Slugs under the sun
Yeah
I could not wake the dead man dreaming yeah
Acid body murdered at the late show oh yeah
Mutate me and breed yourseIves a savior
I could not kill the dead man screaming
Eat my dead cock oh yeah (x2)
I have fallen deep in love with the sky
Fragments of a sunbeam glowing on kitchen knife yeah
Leaves will fall as everything must follow
Kill your idol come on jump into the void
Eat my cold shit
Everybody whispers were birds fall dead
I smell the yellow sickness churning inside your head
Wiping flecks of foam twisting with rabies
Bloody we run thru fields of dead daisies
How can I ever make you know what you've done?
Ants in the afterbirth, slugs under the sun
I have fallen deep in love with sky
Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife
I see what you are
You wanna kill the sun
Blot out the stars
I know you you're nothing
You're so small
You're fuckin nothing
Nothing at all
The sun burns on
It reminds me of you
The slit wrists of the sky
Bleeding into the blue
We twist beneath forever
Do you know what you've done?
Ants in the afterbirth
Slugs under the sun
Yeah
I could not wake the dead man dreaming yeah
Acid body murdered at the late show oh yeah
Mutate me and breed yourseIves a savior
I could not kill the dead man screaming
Eat my dead cock oh yeah (x2)
I have fallen deep in love with the sky
Fragments of a sunbeam glowing on kitchen knife yeah
Leaves will fall as everything must follow
Kill your idol come on jump into the void
Eat my cold shit
Everybody whispers were birds fall dead
I smell the yellow sickness churning inside your head
Wiping flecks of foam twisting with rabies
Bloody we run thru fields of dead daisies
How can I ever make you know what you've done?
Ants in the afterbirth, slugs under the sun
I have fallen deep in love with sky
Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife
When The Kite String Pops
Acid Bath
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