Texty: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire. Songs Of Ill Hope And Desperation. Piss.
No loyalty among thieves.
You drowned me when the levee broke.
Inside of my head the dead walk the earth disguised as human garbage asking for their skin back it's hard to believe when all I see is blood piss and shit.
Songs Of Ill Hope And Desp
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