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trial of the golden witch – salt & salsa كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
grab the chips and i’ll spring for the salsa
local grown only, mango habanero
i’m straight and narrow compared to this
place full of bent and outta shapes i’m outer sp_ce
and unfit to live in a system that’s driven
by nothing beyond basic motor function
i am mostly brain, can’t you tell just by state of my frame?
i’m all to blame and i’m so a mess
and i’m k!lling stress so just drop a buck
f_ck me, how’d i get the buck?
put it through the window of your motherf_cking truck
i don’t give a f_ck b_tch, suck d_ck when i’m in public
run sh_t, keep it one hundred
i don’t run with feds and i rake the simps
so get run over if you can’t catch the gist

[chorus]
all i wanted was some understanding
buried by the words i never knew that i could ask for it
was it you or was i too dеmanding?
ten years of longing and was it worth anything?
buried that past in a shallow gravе
(embers in my palms, any semblance of the psalms)
cut off all the faces and i burned the names
(wretched like the walls which were hidden in my scrawls)
sick with replacement i’m cold standing naked
(faking the face that will make you abscond)
i balance the forces and seek solace in the things i know
(i lived with such fragile love in my heart)
[verse 2]
crunchy, crunchy, crunchy, crunchy water
lay the platter out i’ll lay the slaughter
cheesy, greasy beef so good to me, hey don’t flee
come along, get a little nacho libre
i’ll like your vj and fl!ck your nips
pinch and twist slam your hips no fits just sit back gimme the hits
i want my name, your play, and all of the squishy bits
wanna come and see me come to terms with this?
i done burned all the scherms i could fit inside my fists
now i’m wasted debased and i’m pr_ne
but if i’m not alone, baby i’m coming home
on a bed of like a thousand drones
with ten million nukes one for every home
and this f_cking world is gonna burn again
i mean sh_t, hold on, i still need a friend

[chorus]
all i wanted was some understanding
buried by the words i never knew that i could ask for it
was it you or was i too demanding?
ten years of longing and was it worth anything?
buried that past in a shallow grave
(embers in my palms, any semblance of the psalms)
cut off all the faces and i burned the names
(wretched like the walls which were hidden in my scrawls)
sick with replacement i’m cold standing naked
(faking the face that will make you abscond)
i balance the forces and seek solace in the things i know
(i lived with such fragile love in my heart)

- trial of the golden witch

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