A misuse of imagination
this modern horror show
between better you than me
and there but for the Grace of God I go
is the butterzone
sweet utopia
Oh baby I'll come I'll climb
that slippery slope with ya
I know I kinda been running
crash raids on it
but when you feel me
call the glory of God upon it
Ain't nobody be talking about the horrorshow
and when we get it back oh baby there we go
what
No comments:
Post a Comment