spooks lyrics

Fool, your words mean shit. My eyes, they wander.

Not alotta shit left to break inside the mind of acid whore
Swallowing your sister's nightstand might cover up the clogging pores
The sound of master blaster's tank weapon gun addon I believe
Every single little child can benefit from smoking weed

You're filling your pockets with my bones, filling your pockets.

Slow plans, stuck in my bladder, turn yourself sideways x2
I don't know much about computers, but I know that you look like a child abuser
Slow plans, stuck in my bladder, turn yourself sideways x2
Sideways x3

Move in, take what's not yours.
Take what I worked for.
Slow down, stop me now.
You're tearing apart my soul.

And lately we should be making me
The best type of record for wasting please
Amazing bark is getting dark
You know that I know can ride the arc
And lately we should be making me
The present elect is a burning tree
And you know that I know that I can't be me
So I can be you and well you can be me
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I'm a t.o.y. f.o.r you, on pleasure principle,
We keep it on the downlow because public eyes are sensible
There aint no outcome without illusion
But I let you in the first place, girl you know what you're doin'
This is dirty sex, backseats, over tables, under sheets,
At the workplace, on the beach, in the hammock where I sleep.
I know it's your birthday, you told me at 3:30
Damn okay, where do you wanna meet?

Cause I know the lonely road it took to get there.
And I admit I believed it at your lonely word.
Well, I knew the lonely road it took to get there.
And I admit I believed it in your lost words.

Well, I know the lonely road it takes to get there.
And I only feel it out because I've been there. x2

Slow down, stop me now.
You're tearing apart my soul.
Move in, take what's not yours.
Take what I worked for.

Lame as well as boring x2

A thinly veiled guise elected for another new sound, capitalize when you dumb it down
You defect and I'll be raging on top of my car
You defect and I'll be passed out, covered in tar
A thinly veiled guise elected for another new sound, capitalize when you dumb it down x2