City of Shame | Rotting Out
Forever a banger
Keep the body, wanna lose my mind
Do it once I know you’ll do it twice.
Every policy that gets deleted.
I’m so fucked when you walk my way cuzzin
Had a dream I was in your dream.
White noise on a TV screen.
Make a friend, make an enemy.
I wanna do that thing that makes me feel like what God must feel like.
I buy local pieces of copper.
Warm and old fashioned.
Hung from a tree, so that all my friends can see where I get my groceries.
I buy local.
Burning love, burning desire.
I think you fail to understand my need for one of these little babies.