Oh I know, I got a rough landing
Winged chipped with nausea, his focal is atrocious with bosses of Ls
But he wins when a plane comes, indestructible
The bombing of a vet in his jet is the only thing
That can bring feelings of grounded weight
I can see his face, it's morbid & loony lookin'
Like a goon not slaying some femme fatale pussy
Incredible lookin' dearest you're cooking in my suburban voice
I resurrected with a demon's maybe
Everything religious looks precious, ain't that a twist
I can feel moving hearts, I'm glad I touched it
My seeds feet on grass probably grew the grass more
And what's absolutely gorgeous is he hasn't even spouted
Lavish is the life of a child with the average
Or maybe I'm saying too much & should check on his advancement before lunch
I care, maybe I care too much, I may drop dead or I may erupt & of course
I don't want anyone steering how I combust
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Oh I know, I got a rough landing
Winged chipped with nausea, his focal is atrocious with bosses of Ls
But he wins when a plane comes, indestructible
The bombing of a vet in his jet is the only thing
That can bring feelings of grounded weight
I can see his face, it's morbid & loony lookin'
Like a goon not slaying some femme fatale pussy
Incredible lookin' dearest you're cooking in my suburban voice
I resurrected with a demon's maybe
Everything religious looks precious, ain't that a twist
I can feel moving hearts, I'm glad I touched it
My seeds feet on grass probably grew the grass more
And what's absolutely gorgeous is he hasn't even spouted
Lavish is the life of a child with the average
Or maybe I'm saying too much & should check on his advancement before lunch
I care, maybe I care too much, I may drop dead or I may erupt & of course
I don't want anyone steering how I combust
Winged chipped with nausea, his focal is atrocious with bosses of Ls
But he wins when a plane comes, indestructible
The bombing of a vet in his jet is the only thing
That can bring feelings of grounded weight
I can see his face, it's morbid & loony lookin'
Like a goon not slaying some femme fatale pussy
Incredible lookin' dearest you're cooking in my suburban voice
I resurrected with a demon's maybe
Everything religious looks precious, ain't that a twist
I can feel moving hearts, I'm glad I touched it
My seeds feet on grass probably grew the grass more
And what's absolutely gorgeous is he hasn't even spouted
Lavish is the life of a child with the average
Or maybe I'm saying too much & should check on his advancement before lunch
I care, maybe I care too much, I may drop dead or I may erupt & of course
I don't want anyone steering how I combust
Writer: Antonio Escobar
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