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lyrics
This necessity: It out grows simply more than we’d ever need
Like with weed,
The addiction sometimes compliments the greed
It portrays a monument, a mountain that we climb, but in disguise it the devil,
watch out for that fountain of obscrewed youth
Bless my sweet tooth – A bite is all it takes to get to the attainable gates of the spicey truth,
Oh, so look now how it runs, runs loose, run for your woomera, run for the hiding mama goose, and when you get it don’t forget to stuff your craving trachea
Regulations: we yearn for none, then where the hell did we all earn this from?
Bountiful, plentiful pleasures raining from our gods
Eat youre blasted, greedy grease
Craving my gluttony just to get what point?
To anoint Vsezer; to be my king and lead me to your empyrean
Feast me a fiesta, maybe to heal a soul you need another whiskas
When she screams I’m thirsty, When she screams I’m hungry,
Hurry, cause she’s going to blasphemy
No going around cause its coming back, you know that
Oh so run fast, run fast, run before it goin’ blast
Once it captures it’s prey you’ll just might have to kneel down and pray, you you know that,