...and so my soul collapsed into the big guilt wad
some big thunder law forces me to eat s***
and if i was a word, could my letters number 100?
more likely coarse and gutteral one syllable, anglo-saxon
I'm a victim of fact let's say i loved a girl
but the world was wrong and i was forced to march in line
finally, i felt like handcuffs machines disregard my p***ouns
I am defeated; I am the cool, damp clay
some big thunder law forces me to eat s***
and if i was a word, could my letters number 100?
more likely coarse and gutteral one syllable, anglo-saxon
I'm a victim of fact let's say i loved a girl
but the world was wrong and i was forced to march in line
finally, i felt like handcuffs machines disregard my p***ouns
I am defeated; I am the cool, damp clay