i got sent back when it was over
squaw mouth and wet thigh
the diva's are fed up
gucci concrete puked it,
the divas are singing out loud
all empty pools the bottom
telling the kids that they are fed up
and they keep it coming
yeah keep it coming
i'll be listening except
from sideline and bench
it was february then
the things i did
it was only february
but it came from behind
i got jesus i got moses
i got when they say
go down go down
eggshell crack i did that
waiting them in the
little church
vines brick and ceiling with
ribs i am belly of the whale
lost and stray from flock i
go down go down
ice was thin because
it never really got cold
except in one place
O! give me time by the window
where the ashes hang dainty
where i watch a walking away
green backpack it make me laugh
length of scarf it make me cry
lying on the floor i so like
southpaw i'm jesus whippings
christ am i the only one
for me
where ya goin mister?
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