Euphoreador
Euphoreador - Slum Lord songtekst
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Been baffled by beauty Taking languid drawts* all day Sifting through the words of my government My slumlord sol invictus I have to pay Been talking too regal Tempting all the tail Wandering parts Of the onerous arts Nefarious duplicity Ought we go down Into the New Orleans Penchant the blessed Of worn-out virgin Leaped into the ocean On a whim And I don't think she can swim In the fever of our lives Do we not exercise Then come again Conjecture fits, the face don't Sublimely doubt in lycopene Tearing down the road towards a fucking low Could lay million dollar on another fun over here Keep a goddamn plan Fierce to the false occasion Feast to the fuck Blister in the mind declare I simply don't care Hell and we will go there Inner phage Things won't be free for fools are we We all dainty Wasted lifetimes We all decree Portion putrid fail Thems are the way Pull him off We can tell the curtain call Bring it down into the womb now Hold your faith Feel the light See your vision Fear resolve flight Offer, take, to the world We care less everyday now We're just little ants What supplants what I see What is you then we Fluttering take-down Do we can't die anymore We can't die again Only once So better make it goddamn faster Into the world we only go