Tentacle
๐ต 292 characters
โฑ๏ธ 0:52 duration
๐ ID: 4410032
๐ Lyrics
Bitter aftertaste of every exploitation chokes me like a mouthful of spiders,
Crawling in or out i don't know but i kneel to the gods of nausea in moments
Of reflection upon what i stole from a fifteen year old girl and not even a
Thousand seasons of rain could wash my leprosy from her body.
Crawling in or out i don't know but i kneel to the gods of nausea in moments
Of reflection upon what i stole from a fifteen year old girl and not even a
Thousand seasons of rain could wash my leprosy from her body.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.96] Bitter aftertaste of every exploitation chokes me like a mouthful of spiders,
[00:12.42] Crawling in or out i don't know but i kneel to the gods of nausea in moments
[00:26.83] Of reflection upon what i stole from a fifteen year old girl and not even a
[00:43.45] Thousand seasons of rain could wash my leprosy from her body.
[00:48.40]
[00:12.42] Crawling in or out i don't know but i kneel to the gods of nausea in moments
[00:26.83] Of reflection upon what i stole from a fifteen year old girl and not even a
[00:43.45] Thousand seasons of rain could wash my leprosy from her body.
[00:48.40]