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Bitchy Muses
Bitchy Muses M.Pellegrini Poetry limping like a zombie flirting with your OD crawling like a shadow tomorrow i'll borrow your sorrow Palm tree bowing before your OBE bleeding with no duty sinking like monroe, with no glow, like a dance with jacko Longing for the bitches, waiting for the muses let my brain chooses which weapon, which word, which bruise is able to fill those whitish pages with paganism, rythme, altruism, hedonism, here's mum what you doing mum? in my lyrics hum?? Skip it! paroxysm, terrorism, wisdom, scepticism, Gee hun! like a tunisian on the verge of a new civilization dizzy, busy, frizzy, out of religion it's time for amoral intuitions, abyssmal allegations, atonal allusions demonstration Straight ON! who cares if it's meaningless, successless with clumsiness but nevertheless like a sorceress who confess to profess, don't you guess lawlessness this ain't no personal quest my creativity can't take no rest my label got a request 'october, gimme hit, i'll give you the rest' POetry, sleeping like a beauty, waiting for your OD vectorizing shadows tomorrow, i'll plagiarize your sorrow Palm tree, sweeping up your OBE 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 staring like a paparazzi at suicidal monroe, you're KO, like a self medicated jacko Rack rack rack rack your brain birdie put on your flame again to be in the frame for fame d'you play the game d'you need to be strained? OK press, press, press press your veins birdie scream out your name again don't refrain but don't complain what? you need to feel pain? this is lame, lame, lame No, no, no don't be ashamed, shamed, shamed to repeat 3 times the same same same i' know it's time you trynna gain, gain, gain but what? who's to blame? yeah me… Take the pen, if you can, be a man, tell us when your oven was broken and that hen was for ten and it was 8pm and then what happen oh no, see we don't give a damn daaaammmmmn! this is mental the more i seek the more i fall into this deep black hole of ornamental, detrimental lament of mrs know-it-all STOP! go to the mall, have a ball, leave poems to the trolls drink it all with your grrrrl fuck that bitchy muses once for all!
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