Slats (The)
The Fabric Of My Brass Knuxxx
When you cut your umbilical line
The afterbirth on the surgery floor
Said god look up at my mind
I could take this creature any time
The fabric of
My brass knuckles
Fit you like a glove
It's the logical antidote
You traded in a Honda
On a new Miata
I caught you dead red handed making head
SongtexteWith my friend on the bathroom floor
Of a discotheque
Eject the longitude
Referenced it back to my attitude and said
The fabric of (deception, deception)
My brass knuckles
(deception, deception)
Fit you like a glove
(deception, deception)
It's the logical antidote
(deception, deception)
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