كلمات Betwixt Her Getaway Stick

I'm not so-so Puncturing and cynical side effects risk severing the umbilical Homesick wish list pathogenic populace you're dead weight some say guess that's what you make of it but i got brass fists think i found a catalyst but there's no perfect its all hit and miss Don't try to disinfect my personality I like my edges rough, I like offending Maybe I'm full of shit or full of envy Maybe I'm growing up, I guess we'll just wait and see One day you will stare at me but not judgmentally An antiseptic sound is just what bores me I'll show you just how to fake But my opinion might be the enemy I'm so surrounded by this serving policy It gets the best of you, it got the best of me It always piles up when i thought I was done I feel like one duress I just don't have a gun One day you will stare at me but not judgmentally An antiseptic sound is just what bores me I'll show you just how to fake But my opinion might be the enemy