My Rockets Up
Gash
Your majestyNitrophilosophyAim on youBlood is so cleanGuilt is guiltBut nowI'm nervous as a childGravityIs tugging your body downMoisty eyesAre tuning to paleYou wanted self respectBut low and lower you getConcausion in the bone brainGash in spiracleThere is nothing in your mines andNothing in your bombsI will burnIs that for getting light?Is that for getting freedom?Nothing for that typeReact so prettyDive self pittySongtexteI can't stand your road manGrind my finger it's okShape shape shape shape shape shape shape shapeReaction in the kitchenAct(guess) to get the lightWe hope to get this need forHope to get this timeI will burnIs that for getting light?Is that for getting freedom?Nothing for that type
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