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kasperott - confession كلمات أغنية

in the ocean of forever
he’s scheming something clever
pulling levers gonna sever
the one thing that binds us all together
the thread unbroken and tethered
to hope and all her pretty feathers
satan writing his letters
but you know what? i thought of something better
i f_cking wish i was heather
gimmie your sweater
i’ll come in your polyester
hannibal the molester
cannibal and a jester
love without grasping, why’d i test her?

but wait
infinity’s a big f_cking place
zipping through sp_ce
with a grin on my face
the horizon i chase
she’s got
fishnets, gold chains, black lace, dripping grace
fat nips, pink lips, thick hips, small waist
so i said
come on baby gimmie a taste
a little drop of honey
then i shoved my c_ck in a bunny
my goddess, she’s a f_cking sl_t
she taught me love is enough
and then she got stuffed
i bought it hook line and sinker
she let me stick a finger in her pink and her stinker
and guess what? her smell still lingers
in the end it’s just me on a mattress
baby oil, crosses, fake diamonds and lashes
i’m fastin’ my daily bread’s been lackin’ broken vows are stackin’ every movement they’re trackin’
counting the times i’ve been jackin’
you hope i’m lying, but i’m trying
to give you a sign, f_ckers are blind
where is my mind?

let me show you the bas_m_nt it’s got chairs and a lair
art on the walls and blood on the stairs
no one will miss ‘em
i got polaroid pictures in a drawer with the scissors
a wig of short hairs and glitter
tripping with no sitter on scripture and her endless whisper
“let ecstasy be your teacher.”
might make a movie, double feature
star_ing me, a wretched creature
and what’s left of ditsy sleepers
got nothing to lose, can’t reach her
my one and only, her saintly preacher
waded too far in sh_t, so why not deeper?
am i my brother’s keeper?
learning my lumps
my oatmeal is clumped
got one in my throat
gimmie one in my chest
god, bring me to rest
before i fail the test
sit down for some tea
think of what you can’t see
and everything i will be
my mousse is homemade and free
egg whites and proof
heavy cream and some lean
“i don’t want the truth.”
my mother can’t stand me clean
say what you mean and don’t say it mean
i used to have a dream
coming apart at the seams
pen and paper prove i am seen
nothing left to redeem
there’s no escape, go ahead and scream
f_ck yeah i’m a sinner

envelopes to send her
with no shame and no blame
no fame to claim
just need to stain her skirt with a squirt
cause in the end i am dirt
and to dust i’ll return
but baby i’m coming back for dessert

i’m coming back for dessert
i’m coming back for dessert

- kasperott

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