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Clad With Bunk

๐Ÿ‘ค Ryley Walker โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Course in Fable โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:32
๐ŸŽต 1235 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:32 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 12216190

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Clad with bunk
Ironworks inwards
If you ever need a friend just call
Any penmanship can be written off

Spare tire distilled
Makes one eye turn grey
Bed of lavender makes me cough
Can any watchword bury the top

I was due disaster in Driggs somehow I didn't fall off
Would like to think I was saved by the way
Sun gets better in the flatlands
Man is better buried there

Twine in navel
Ghostly thread bleeding thumb
New craft inflates us all
Can any takers tear down a wall

Sunken favor
Floats in servitude
Days off at the night shift
Kaleidoscopes dim sockets ablaze

An immortal shit head with soft bowel problems
Finds god has smoked rock
Iced tea cans burnt in a bonfire
Littering is clutter is cruel kindness is bad betting

Pointing fingers with trapped hands inside
Sand is better served there
I take a glass of twine knots

I'm a locked in stogie with a ventilation jam
Think the fix is in bricks with stilts on a stand
Cop out for the break out I'm a star on demand
In fact I was given restitution with bumps on flat land

Carried in a cut thumb rotting from my hand
Crept on a light shadow married to fourth in command
Breath short from a chain smoke cooked in a beer can
Grabbed gallows slashing in the inner working stands

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:12.86] Clad with bunk
[00:15.76] Ironworks inwards
[00:23.25] If you ever need a friend just call
[00:29.71] Any penmanship can be written off
[00:38.17] Spare tire distilled
[00:41.22] Makes one eye turn grey
[00:49.29] Bed of lavender makes me cough
[00:55.73] Can any watchword bury the top
[01:03.72] I was due disaster in Driggs somehow I didn't fall off
[01:15.77] Would like to think I was saved by the way
[01:21.79] Sun gets better in the flatlands
[01:24.80] Man is better buried there
[01:39.71] Twine in navel
[01:42.62] Ghostly thread bleeding thumb
[01:50.82] New craft inflates us all
[01:57.10] Can any takers tear down a wall
[02:05.39] Sunken favor
[02:08.26] Floats in servitude
[02:15.77] Days off at the night shift
[02:22.84] Kaleidoscopes dim sockets ablaze
[02:30.61] An immortal shit head with soft bowel problems
[02:36.67] Finds god has smoked rock
[02:42.71] Iced tea cans burnt in a bonfire
[02:48.72] Littering is clutter is cruel kindness is bad betting
[02:54.74] Pointing fingers with trapped hands inside
[03:00.74] Sand is better served there
[03:03.71] I take a glass of twine knots
[03:52.95] I'm a locked in stogie with a ventilation jam
[03:58.28] Think the fix is in bricks with stilts on a stand
[04:03.83] Cop out for the break out I'm a star on demand
[04:09.36] In fact I was given restitution with bumps on flat land
[04:20.06] Carried in a cut thumb rotting from my hand
[04:25.69] Crept on a light shadow married to fourth in command
[04:30.92] Breath short from a chain smoke cooked in a beer can
[04:36.86] Grabbed gallows slashing in the inner working stands
[04:41.77]

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