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Texty: Subscribe. Stuck Progress To Moon. The Humidor (Butirometer).


Strippin' flesh
Cut the bones
Any of you tasted it?
Smell the skin, dolly the chemical!

Why did you offer the straight bulls eye?
Why?

Gimme some knowledge!
Rather! Gimme some knowledge!

Imagine that you are a bull
you step inside so cruel
No, no use to resist hold out your fist
you're a blist-er-I-think you should never
pont "right" a finger at a hoove!
Offer me the straight bulls eye you flock!

ref:

I bet on your bull,
his botherin' footsteps are sounds cruel
procures an outcry
Im getting you as a bull
your botherin' footsteps in pharmacy
would clap
procures an outcry

The unction
The capsules
The minibar
The reagents
rain drops in pestle, aye!
The humidor is mesured by
thermometer, aspirin, predensified oxigen
the cocaine in kittens blood,
your sloth just makes me laugh
Can you see the symmetry in skew
Black bull pissed all over you

ref

Feketebikapatakopogapatikapepitakoven x4

Strippin' the flesh of yours
To dolly the chemical eye!
Why did you offer me the straight bulls eye? x2

Gimme some knowledge
Strip the flesh, cut the bones to dolly
'tasted it, smelled the skin to dolly?
Gimme some knowledge!

Don't wanna bother, no don't wanna bother

ref

I bet on your bull,
his botherin' footsteps are sounds cruel
procures an outcry
Im getting you as a bull
your botherin' footsteps in pharmacy
would clap
the hell out of you