Текст песни Distortion Choice My End, My Sun

I was a comma between your pink legs
the prescience of sage is coming up from the pains
taste a strawberry, then spit out bread
depression is great, is the black tongue into earth
lullabyhas lulled everything now is already dead
strong bad envy screams are think..ing my brain s bleeding flair
that s real.. I called you bitch-that s real.. love s like a gig
the surprise is this black street
heart has a poor shape

when stupids catch a buck
when a leader shows his grub.. foulness is like a cancer;
a storm of empty bowel
I scream the earth has you while.. while I can fly

There was a female letting us have sex
there is not the way
now it s the time to squash her gleaming eyes
squash her burning fag
then cuddle her lies
clap my pregnant hands
show s the end of her namby-pamby life

I said every step needs something snagged
Girl, give me the paper
Nag of a horse
Taste my bile
Cross of my mind… you ve got fog in your bowed brain
I love your adopted show.. Thank you so match my girl
And art and art.. my chorus my end my sun
Girl feel the pleasure
Time is a pitfall
I m calming down my moan
grab your occasion
Applause for your f. show!