Bulletproof Bottles
Inebriation from the molten sand
Inebriation from the molten sand
Take me further from the thirst to get a fortune hand
Get to work intoxicated plausibility begin
Crunching numbers whether I'll be another in the Flock of man.
While the father figure stuffs through the crimp catch
Law enforcement calling dust on the dispatch
A fringing needle meets its cusp on a twin graph
Repressions aren't equal all my aquifers are Mismatched
Meet the nauseating nozzle pumping gremlins into bottles when an effervescence wobbles on an elegant rebuttal in the tenement of puddles with a hesitant once over I shove it to the side
Rather, I stuff in down into the depths, I muster up what little left
Of unction in my dying breath
Grab a bottle, shove the rest -inside
(Hook)
Little did I know at the time of my dinner with the missus of solar Ray sine
Such a fake eye wait guy don't fall for the snake venomous lies
Break vestigial lines
Bottlenecking to the hideous inside
And little did the banter ease a riddling fear of end and anxious plea mangle thanks and angst it breeds
And thanks to these
I tanks my needs awful
Fragile spirit, bulletproof bottles
Little did I know at the time of my dinner with the missus of solar Ray sine
Such a fake eye wait guy don't fall for the snake venomous lies
Break vestigial lines
Bottlenecking to the hideous inside
And little did the banter ease a riddling fear of end and anxious plea mangle thanks and angst it breeds
And thanks to these
I tanks my needs awful
Fragile spirit, bulletproof bottles
Sitting sideways on highways
Flat tires eyes dilated
You'd think it was fun to play
The way they say why MC A.?
Why the hide of the normals
Why you climb out the door hinge
Why's your head out the window?
I live my life by the tempo
I speed it up when it gets slow
Anything I'm feeling I keel over and say not it like Windsor
Wince in the midst of the idea I need to fringe more
Recoil from the soil such as a Dimple in the flitting slope
Such a fitting hope
Stuff into the thing and close
Closing notes
You should know your brother can't grow in a bubble nope
(hook)
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