Step back Stop the world Stop the time It's always running Just trying to catch my breath Just trying to take it in Unfold and calculate Concentrate
'm about to sever one I put my pressure on the corner to cave the box in This time I sawed in my breath and rhymed circles of sin See, if I don't reanimate
a shot to ya head I'm embedded in your mind With constant conscience lyrical rhyme At the end of time, I'll be in my prime Read the sign, men, rhymin
frosted paths to the unknown Have my lips turned true purple Life is coming to an end So says me, me wiccan friend Nature coming full circle Winter's breath
breath, as a side-effect from this And I know that this will be, the ends of me? I can?t move cos I?m under her spell Can?t breath, as a side-effect
Watching Mrs. Brady prime the brand new Kenmore washer Beautiful the china, what a lovely cup and saucer see the brilliant gleam of the automatic tooth
snake In both of your fists While a hurricane was blowin' Breathing,just around the corner from you A bomb with a snake In both of your fists While a hurricane was blowin' Breathing
unknown / Where unfamilliar faces roam (...and it's so strange)... / I've got no change...I could've sworn that I did when I left / My breath gets heavy
freed from hard ground The evening mists that creep and crawl Will drench in the dew and so drown I'm the green man The green man Sol in prime sweet
Watching Mrs. Brady prime the brand new Kenmore washer see the brilliant gleam of the automatic tooth flosser Beautiful the china, what a lovely cup and
, who's the biochemical Who's the grafted digital, digital, digital, digital Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Two hundred thousand million atmosphere cubic feet of air we breath
Watching Mrs. Brady prime the brand new Kenmore washer see the brilliant gleam of the automatic tooth flosser Beautiful the china, what a lovely cup
I lead a primal region Whose main reason for breathing is to cleat teeth in your vertebrae and start feeding off your spinal region You got the mind rate of a primate
Like a shot to ya head I'm embedded in your mind With constant conscience lyrical rhyme At the end of time, I'll be in my prime Read the sign, men, rhymin
breath of filthy snow Befrosted paths to the unknown Have my lips turned true purple Life is coming to an end So says me, me wiccan friend Nature coming full circle
