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Modern Art Bewilders

 

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(álbum: Freewave Lucifer f<ck f^ck f>ck - 2022)


Humans are flammable at misery Monday
As accent lick the fondant bell
My teenage heart stomps out for geek static
You don't say what you do not sing with your eyes
Which is fine by me
Laced laid heckler to black cell ballast
My fuck castle un-submarined
That wanted both her realms to be daft
You do not say that which you do not sing with
Your eyes which is fine by me
Fine by me

My mind like a puck on the ice
When I am being withholding that's me trying to be nice
Trying to be nice
Trying to be nice

Falling in love with you all over again
Inveterate troublemaker
Falling in love with you all over again
(Beheading games beheading games beheading games)
I don't need God, if I have you
What would I do with it?

Falling in love with you all over again
In the depths of your ignorance

As wolf-wife you do suffer
Hormone catheters stain your crown
Black Sabbath that's an easy upper
Ego in flames beheading games
Arctic brats breaking their glass hymens
Hear them shattering

I was looking in the dirty mirror
Trying to be anyone less ugly when nobody's around
He asked me if my experience with suicide
Has always been sex positive
As the bartender kicked away the stool
For reaching top shelf mescal
He told me that the head he gives
Is queer but he is straight
It's impossible to make it to the end
Without feeling cold
Though I'm just waiting on a friend

I'm just waiting

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