Lyrics

I see his face in the basement His purple feet above his shoulders The smell of carbon folds my nostrils I feel his face in the basement Blisters Fingers Those eyes They linger Pick skin from the fountain Which will you retroact for your war, war, war! Pick skin from the fountain Wear some glasses for your eyes that are on fire I see his face in the basement I see his face in the basement There's more to the suffragе that will Chose what is to come for a long, long while No morе counting hundreds With the fingers that have been pointing at the Pick skin from the fountain Which will you retroact for your war, war, war! Pick skin from the fountain Wear some glasses for your eyes that are on Snake oil for the salesmen, which you buy Snake oil for the salesmen, which you buy Snake oil for the salesmen, which you buy Snake oil for the salesmen, which you buy Glasses of salt, glasses of led, take with care Mountains of heads, burning of coal, burning red Weekend assault, packing the faults under the bed Weekend assault, weekend assault, come again Glasses of salt, glasses of led, take with care Mountains of heads, burning of coal, burning red Weekend assault, packing the faults under the bed Weekend assault, weekend assault, come again Pick skin from the fountain Which will you retroact for your war, war, war! Pick skin from the fountain Wear some glasses for your eyes that are on fire Snake oil for the salesmen, ha, ya, ya! Snake oil for the salesmen, ha, ya!
Writer(s): Charlie Anastasis, Desi Scaglione, Dylan Nash, Maxx Morando, Sam De La Torre Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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