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Death Grips Artificial Death In The West


artificial death in the west east pyramids on deck shine wet hair on her neck breathe she shoot pussy through your chest you die

there was a artificial death in the west east all pyramids on deck shine wet hair on her neck breathe g-o-d she shoot pussy through your chest you die

where you runnin now

I'm barely there I'm everywhere heavy thin air sahara mascara smeared end of an era tracks on Hera's peacock thighs china white skies ivory of my leper eyes tone of sighs off nylon lips where you runnin now in fish net wet guise of gimp horizon slit bled like my wrist I suck it dry which nipples mine read the signs still can't decide at your own risk at your own risk don't touch me bitch don't touch me bitch where you runnin now accustomed to these satin glitches drippin from my caskets inners charmer play me out the basket last image I saw was splintered my reflection wasn't in it in slow motion I give in where you runnin now where you runnin now hopeless premonitions tomorrow didn't come some say its hiding but they're the ones who've hidden euphoria followed by visions of peasants eating pigeons where you runnin now where you runnin now

there was a artificial death in the west east all pyramids on deck shine wet hair on her neck breathe g-o-d she shoot pussy through your chest you die

where you runnin now

watching me watching me watch them watch me

hole in this platinum ship of fools nomadic rule concept no rules mobile shrine of this destitute wasteland mute screaming at me winking at me like I love it f..cking wit me f..ck it

my star gate in a vacuum monitors eye view this valley is an urn this valley I'm wading through where you runnin now feel like I'm chasing after me feel like dead weight in a sea of vaseline all that can't be seen watching me watching me watch them watch me try not to dwell on my cell my empty shell shedding me where you runnin now artificial death in the west east pyramids on deck shine where you runnin now no matter where I turn shut down shut down everyones a runaway where you runnin now

there was a artificial death in the west east all pyramids on deck shine wet hair on her neck breathe g-o-d she shoot pussy through your chest you die

watching me watching me watch them watch me

there was a artificial death in the west east all pyramids on deck shine wet hair on her neck breathe g-o-d she shoot pussy through your chest you die



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