Song | All of Our Lives Will Get Tried |
Artist | Superjoint Ritual |
Album | Use Once and Destroy |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Superjoint Ritual | |
Sweet spoon pussy, working your tongue | |
In a circular motion | |
Tie it off, cause it will bleed | |
There is no sound in here | |
A dim bulb swinging slowly | |
As I'm looking down, it's my life that gets tested | |
As I said before, it's me hanging inside the whipping cell | |
The brightness surrounds us in spite of | |
Hell All our lives will get tried | |
Sugar cut eighty-eight percent, doggy style pin prick | |
Seventies bush, eighties bald | |
There is no sound in here | |
A dim bulb swinging slowly | |
There went my precious self | |
Last chance to see where prayer will lead you... | |
As I'm looking down, it's my life that gets tested | |
As I said before, it's me hanging inside the whipping cell | |
The brightness surrounds us in spite of | |
Hell All our lives will get tried | |
Test it, study it | |
Think about it when you're lying in a ditch |
zuo qu : Superjoint Ritual | |
Sweet spoon pussy, working your tongue | |
In a circular motion | |
Tie it off, cause it will bleed | |
There is no sound in here | |
A dim bulb swinging slowly | |
As I' m looking down, it' s my life that gets tested | |
As I said before, it' s me hanging inside the whipping cell | |
The brightness surrounds us in spite of | |
Hell All our lives will get tried | |
Sugar cut eightyeight percent, doggy style pin prick | |
Seventies bush, eighties bald | |
There is no sound in here | |
A dim bulb swinging slowly | |
There went my precious self | |
Last chance to see where prayer will lead you... | |
As I' m looking down, it' s my life that gets tested | |
As I said before, it' s me hanging inside the whipping cell | |
The brightness surrounds us in spite of | |
Hell All our lives will get tried | |
Test it, study it | |
Think about it when you' re lying in a ditch |
zuò qǔ : Superjoint Ritual | |
Sweet spoon pussy, working your tongue | |
In a circular motion | |
Tie it off, cause it will bleed | |
There is no sound in here | |
A dim bulb swinging slowly | |
As I' m looking down, it' s my life that gets tested | |
As I said before, it' s me hanging inside the whipping cell | |
The brightness surrounds us in spite of | |
Hell All our lives will get tried | |
Sugar cut eightyeight percent, doggy style pin prick | |
Seventies bush, eighties bald | |
There is no sound in here | |
A dim bulb swinging slowly | |
There went my precious self | |
Last chance to see where prayer will lead you... | |
As I' m looking down, it' s my life that gets tested | |
As I said before, it' s me hanging inside the whipping cell | |
The brightness surrounds us in spite of | |
Hell All our lives will get tried | |
Test it, study it | |
Think about it when you' re lying in a ditch |