Lyrics
Could you think of a better way
To be even scaring the sky away
And making me a part of this?
Corner of meaningless darkness, yeah
Of course you could, but I'd rather be
What I strive along for just to be
You love your country, love the strife
Relieve your cock on your beloved wife
But I'm playing a different tune
'Cause I'm moving to the moon
But I'm not prepared to go against you
And fly and jump in your corruption stoop
And since while I'm around, I've got a few things to do
So I live on the melting clock you move along
'Cause you shoot tension and aggravation out of your dick hole
I can't imagine your wife using that to swallow
But you see I'm gonna cum down a feminine's throat
In the surrealistic pain and wearing a coat
So I have space that you can't trace to carry my love
And you just have waste
And you just have waste
And you just have waste, yeah
And you just have waste
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