Mannequin Hand Trapdoor
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โฑ๏ธ 4:11 duration
๐ ID: 29070307
๐ Lyrics
Nerved, spotted not alone at the copy bag's lip
Your "last great mime" eyes watching faces go bald
Through a ply of mucus or living gauze
The way a glass of still water brings out
Strings out an entire night's sleep
The ringing in your ears after locking a series of doors
When you feel friendless and alone
This sends a thin kitchen noise very pregnant throughout the house
Letting the few squeaking floorboards know that they cannot but sleep through you
A dream screams zilch to the woke
Wanting power, not unlike that of a thermostat
Instead, you're one warm dot of wheat buckling down to the 10,000 sours of time line indulgence
A silent, undeniable page break
Sure you swear you single out a single grain of sea and keep track all the way to the shore
Trousers rolled to the diminish of pant utility, flashing calf meat at the big water mom
Avoiding the wake and thief's dignity, that's losing count
Saying "Great" or 6lbs. 11 ounces awaiting happy to the ribs of books frayed
All that respect for never seeing all your blood displayed outside your body at once
All that ignoring of the fewer's golden properties
Skipping on the curse of will you help with pregnant, meanwhile, tumors twinkling
Twining throughout your seaweed centre
Such bits part power over Earth and anti-gravity
Cold editing the place machine to bits because you're this
Mediafetusmindmomowingstraightman coughing bird badly and creaky broken english like a rock
The caveman absolute more red paint faced than garden goaled
You can taste the astronaut in those nails
Suck on the dirt in Edison's teeth
Blindly ejaculate his thousand helper rally
Be reminded your warm blossom body feeds a smile, rich mud
What they do is get an empty barrel filled with loosed puzzle pieces and a Hollywood set fan
And blow them all over you
What they do is get an empty barrel filled with loosed puzzle pieces and a Hollywood set fan
And blow them all over you
I can't wait till I wake to the bit in this flick where all crutches are kicked and my mother's forgive
Be it by the therapist's sieve or one car crash to live, I would rather not dive from a wire of a bridge
If it's for me to heal by the 25th
Give god forbid that this nose glass moustache to wig is exposing a rib
God forbid I'd love to see 50 fat-fingered and fearless with something like kids
Trapping yourself in a solid fashion (negative) before the sexual hinge
Your father honest and alimony-less in the thickest of glass blowing
His squeezed teeth saying your mother's become disgusting
She is was secrets to the clubbed tongue of a Jersey secretary
Oh you remember - buried in the thin inner hand cells that refuse replacing
Cause you won't bite into your warm arm for fear of bursting the bulged obvious vein
The same veins your heart seems so impatient with
Maybe yours cuts so deep it makes a second mouth
More massive that your guilty average ten-year-old smart pumps glib
Maybe not. You're a harpless fear extra in the dust gather massive
A muscle-bound fossil swapping specs of flesh for a rock-thin thin slow future of snapping off into salt
There's no harm done in the fruition of minerals
The second great planting sink of your adult teeth
Your "last great mime" eyes watching faces go bald
Through a ply of mucus or living gauze
The way a glass of still water brings out
Strings out an entire night's sleep
The ringing in your ears after locking a series of doors
When you feel friendless and alone
This sends a thin kitchen noise very pregnant throughout the house
Letting the few squeaking floorboards know that they cannot but sleep through you
A dream screams zilch to the woke
Wanting power, not unlike that of a thermostat
Instead, you're one warm dot of wheat buckling down to the 10,000 sours of time line indulgence
A silent, undeniable page break
Sure you swear you single out a single grain of sea and keep track all the way to the shore
Trousers rolled to the diminish of pant utility, flashing calf meat at the big water mom
Avoiding the wake and thief's dignity, that's losing count
Saying "Great" or 6lbs. 11 ounces awaiting happy to the ribs of books frayed
All that respect for never seeing all your blood displayed outside your body at once
All that ignoring of the fewer's golden properties
Skipping on the curse of will you help with pregnant, meanwhile, tumors twinkling
Twining throughout your seaweed centre
Such bits part power over Earth and anti-gravity
Cold editing the place machine to bits because you're this
Mediafetusmindmomowingstraightman coughing bird badly and creaky broken english like a rock
The caveman absolute more red paint faced than garden goaled
You can taste the astronaut in those nails
Suck on the dirt in Edison's teeth
Blindly ejaculate his thousand helper rally
Be reminded your warm blossom body feeds a smile, rich mud
What they do is get an empty barrel filled with loosed puzzle pieces and a Hollywood set fan
And blow them all over you
What they do is get an empty barrel filled with loosed puzzle pieces and a Hollywood set fan
And blow them all over you
I can't wait till I wake to the bit in this flick where all crutches are kicked and my mother's forgive
Be it by the therapist's sieve or one car crash to live, I would rather not dive from a wire of a bridge
If it's for me to heal by the 25th
Give god forbid that this nose glass moustache to wig is exposing a rib
God forbid I'd love to see 50 fat-fingered and fearless with something like kids
Trapping yourself in a solid fashion (negative) before the sexual hinge
Your father honest and alimony-less in the thickest of glass blowing
His squeezed teeth saying your mother's become disgusting
She is was secrets to the clubbed tongue of a Jersey secretary
Oh you remember - buried in the thin inner hand cells that refuse replacing
Cause you won't bite into your warm arm for fear of bursting the bulged obvious vein
The same veins your heart seems so impatient with
Maybe yours cuts so deep it makes a second mouth
More massive that your guilty average ten-year-old smart pumps glib
Maybe not. You're a harpless fear extra in the dust gather massive
A muscle-bound fossil swapping specs of flesh for a rock-thin thin slow future of snapping off into salt
There's no harm done in the fruition of minerals
The second great planting sink of your adult teeth
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.05] Nerved, spotted not alone at the copy bag's lip
[00:15.30] Your "last great mime" eyes watching faces go bald
[00:18.49] Through a ply of mucus or living gauze
[00:23.62] The way a glass of still water brings out
[00:26.49] Strings out an entire night's sleep
[00:28.95] The ringing in your ears after locking a series of doors
[00:32.53] When you feel friendless and alone
[00:34.52] This sends a thin kitchen noise very pregnant throughout the house
[00:39.02] Letting the few squeaking floorboards know that they cannot but sleep through you
[00:43.89] A dream screams zilch to the woke
[00:46.08] Wanting power, not unlike that of a thermostat
[00:49.25] Instead, you're one warm dot of wheat buckling down to the 10,000 sours of time line indulgence
[00:56.14] A silent, undeniable page break
[00:59.62] Sure you swear you single out a single grain of sea and keep track all the way to the shore
[01:04.36] Trousers rolled to the diminish of pant utility, flashing calf meat at the big water mom
[01:09.00] Avoiding the wake and thief's dignity, that's losing count
[01:12.29] Saying "Great" or 6lbs. 11 ounces awaiting happy to the ribs of books frayed
[01:17.86] All that respect for never seeing all your blood displayed outside your body at once
[01:22.19] All that ignoring of the fewer's golden properties
[01:25.34] Skipping on the curse of will you help with pregnant, meanwhile, tumors twinkling
[01:28.89] Twining throughout your seaweed centre
[01:30.62] Such bits part power over Earth and anti-gravity
[01:35.85] Cold editing the place machine to bits because you're this
[01:38.76] Mediafetusmindmomowingstraightman coughing bird badly and creaky broken english like a rock
[01:44.72] The caveman absolute more red paint faced than garden goaled
[01:49.56] You can taste the astronaut in those nails
[01:56.06] Suck on the dirt in Edison's teeth
[01:59.64] Blindly ejaculate his thousand helper rally
[02:06.49] Be reminded your warm blossom body feeds a smile, rich mud
[02:11.85] What they do is get an empty barrel filled with loosed puzzle pieces and a Hollywood set fan
[02:21.49] And blow them all over you
[02:23.73] What they do is get an empty barrel filled with loosed puzzle pieces and a Hollywood set fan
[02:33.04] And blow them all over you
[02:47.69] I can't wait till I wake to the bit in this flick where all crutches are kicked and my mother's forgive
[02:50.66] Be it by the therapist's sieve or one car crash to live, I would rather not dive from a wire of a bridge
[02:53.74] If it's for me to heal by the 25th
[02:55.13] Give god forbid that this nose glass moustache to wig is exposing a rib
[02:57.08] God forbid I'd love to see 50 fat-fingered and fearless with something like kids
[03:11.86] Trapping yourself in a solid fashion (negative) before the sexual hinge
[03:16.25] Your father honest and alimony-less in the thickest of glass blowing
[03:20.28] His squeezed teeth saying your mother's become disgusting
[03:23.83] She is was secrets to the clubbed tongue of a Jersey secretary
[03:27.41] Oh you remember - buried in the thin inner hand cells that refuse replacing
[03:31.82] Cause you won't bite into your warm arm for fear of bursting the bulged obvious vein
[03:36.24] The same veins your heart seems so impatient with
[03:38.87] Maybe yours cuts so deep it makes a second mouth
[03:41.82] More massive that your guilty average ten-year-old smart pumps glib
[03:44.92] Maybe not. You're a harpless fear extra in the dust gather massive
[03:48.93] A muscle-bound fossil swapping specs of flesh for a rock-thin thin slow future of snapping off into salt
[03:54.41] There's no harm done in the fruition of minerals
[03:57.38] The second great planting sink of your adult teeth
[04:00.73]
[00:15.30] Your "last great mime" eyes watching faces go bald
[00:18.49] Through a ply of mucus or living gauze
[00:23.62] The way a glass of still water brings out
[00:26.49] Strings out an entire night's sleep
[00:28.95] The ringing in your ears after locking a series of doors
[00:32.53] When you feel friendless and alone
[00:34.52] This sends a thin kitchen noise very pregnant throughout the house
[00:39.02] Letting the few squeaking floorboards know that they cannot but sleep through you
[00:43.89] A dream screams zilch to the woke
[00:46.08] Wanting power, not unlike that of a thermostat
[00:49.25] Instead, you're one warm dot of wheat buckling down to the 10,000 sours of time line indulgence
[00:56.14] A silent, undeniable page break
[00:59.62] Sure you swear you single out a single grain of sea and keep track all the way to the shore
[01:04.36] Trousers rolled to the diminish of pant utility, flashing calf meat at the big water mom
[01:09.00] Avoiding the wake and thief's dignity, that's losing count
[01:12.29] Saying "Great" or 6lbs. 11 ounces awaiting happy to the ribs of books frayed
[01:17.86] All that respect for never seeing all your blood displayed outside your body at once
[01:22.19] All that ignoring of the fewer's golden properties
[01:25.34] Skipping on the curse of will you help with pregnant, meanwhile, tumors twinkling
[01:28.89] Twining throughout your seaweed centre
[01:30.62] Such bits part power over Earth and anti-gravity
[01:35.85] Cold editing the place machine to bits because you're this
[01:38.76] Mediafetusmindmomowingstraightman coughing bird badly and creaky broken english like a rock
[01:44.72] The caveman absolute more red paint faced than garden goaled
[01:49.56] You can taste the astronaut in those nails
[01:56.06] Suck on the dirt in Edison's teeth
[01:59.64] Blindly ejaculate his thousand helper rally
[02:06.49] Be reminded your warm blossom body feeds a smile, rich mud
[02:11.85] What they do is get an empty barrel filled with loosed puzzle pieces and a Hollywood set fan
[02:21.49] And blow them all over you
[02:23.73] What they do is get an empty barrel filled with loosed puzzle pieces and a Hollywood set fan
[02:33.04] And blow them all over you
[02:47.69] I can't wait till I wake to the bit in this flick where all crutches are kicked and my mother's forgive
[02:50.66] Be it by the therapist's sieve or one car crash to live, I would rather not dive from a wire of a bridge
[02:53.74] If it's for me to heal by the 25th
[02:55.13] Give god forbid that this nose glass moustache to wig is exposing a rib
[02:57.08] God forbid I'd love to see 50 fat-fingered and fearless with something like kids
[03:11.86] Trapping yourself in a solid fashion (negative) before the sexual hinge
[03:16.25] Your father honest and alimony-less in the thickest of glass blowing
[03:20.28] His squeezed teeth saying your mother's become disgusting
[03:23.83] She is was secrets to the clubbed tongue of a Jersey secretary
[03:27.41] Oh you remember - buried in the thin inner hand cells that refuse replacing
[03:31.82] Cause you won't bite into your warm arm for fear of bursting the bulged obvious vein
[03:36.24] The same veins your heart seems so impatient with
[03:38.87] Maybe yours cuts so deep it makes a second mouth
[03:41.82] More massive that your guilty average ten-year-old smart pumps glib
[03:44.92] Maybe not. You're a harpless fear extra in the dust gather massive
[03:48.93] A muscle-bound fossil swapping specs of flesh for a rock-thin thin slow future of snapping off into salt
[03:54.41] There's no harm done in the fruition of minerals
[03:57.38] The second great planting sink of your adult teeth
[04:00.73]