Rogue Wave Medicine Ball
I fell too soon from a hot-air balloon
Dnd I don't know what it teaches
It's the moment of my weakness
I've had enough of your sermonized speeches
It's the food that I wanted
Out on the evening
6 months ahead
With styrofoam deepness
Of a medicine ball
A trappist monk
Shares his spritual secrets
Cornered the market on her English
El Diablo put syringes on the beaches
Sucked the juice out of its sweetness
Out on the evening
6 months ahead
With styrofoam deepness
Of a medicine ball
