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Death Grips
Death Grips
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Death Grips
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Oh, why me? Why me? Oh, I mean oh my me Don't see why I need oh If these hairs can't stand by these Oh, why me? Why me? Oh, I mean oh my me Don't see why I need oh If these hairs can't stand be thee All my palm lines running, stretching Cross my palm like blind cross etching Palm mummified, cotton era filming Bronze my palm now, all brown palmed now Visit some medium Won't come near me Treats me like a meteor She scares me (my bony) Now, now, Billy, not really (my bony) Now, now, Billy, not really Yo, oi, yo Ooh, ahh Billy, Billy, not really Yo Raw Yo, oi, yo Ah Billy, Billy, not really Yo, oi, yo Amnesia Yo, oi, yo Ooh, aah Billy, Billy, not really Yo Raw Yo, oi, yo Aah Billy, Billy, not really Yo, oi, yo Amnesia Oh, why me? Why me? Oh, I mean oh my me Don't see why I need oh If these hairs can't stand by these Oh, why me? Why me? Oh, I mean oh my me Don't see why I need oh If these hairs can't stand be thee Every movement after sudden movement Déjà vu abductee Sucky, sucky Sticky psyche touching So many sensory Dripping, drippling, dripping, splashing, splashing, happening Already Now, now, Billy, not really Oh, why me? Why me? Oh, I mean oh my me Don't see why I need oh If these hairs can't stand be these (my bony) Now, now, Billy, not really (my bony) Now, now, Billy, not really Amnesia Yo, oi, yo Ooh, ahh Billy, Billy, not really Yo Raw Yo, oi, yo Ahh Billy, Billy, not really Yo, oi, yo Amnesia I man Tsunami feral Get barreled in other worlds No hand in sea of pearls Buried in frozen Jerry curls I man Herzog Shootin' solitaire No hands Savior nova Shocka glare Zulu somnambulist lair Flick of my wrist Ooh, shit Ooh, ah-ooh shit Phantom lix Crude lix I man island exclusive Flick of my wrist Ooh, shit Ooh, ah-ooh shit Flick up my wrist Aw, shit Ahh I'm not shit She tuned in telly through the shriveled button quest jaundice yellow She's your experience, you're her experiment Her Vox limbo fine print in obese sharpie so sorry falsetto You're her experiment She's your experience
Writer(s): Stefan Corbin Burnett, Zachary Charles Hill, Andrew Morin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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