Pyrophoria - Tantamount paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Tantamount - Pyrophoria



Caught him fuckin around
Amazing grace how sweet the sound
Lord Jesus she took her ass down
She is a verb she is not a noun
Husband fled westbound
How now brunette cow on ground
I will rain down on you with every pound
You once were lost but now I found
You blindsided like by a greyhound
Does a circus clown
Wear a frown
I rip apart my wedding gown
He was my guy like Motown
But I think my girl sounds like a better rebound
Herr God dammed man well well
I see I see well well
Fare thee fucking well well
I'll see you both in hell
She empties out their account
Takes a blood of her enemies count
Lost some reds no need to recount
Infidelity and homicide tantamount
Smack on lipstick, time to dismount
From the whore of her low sperm count
You owe me some kind of discount
Herr God dammed man well well
I see I see well well
Fare thee fucking well well
I'll see you both in hell
Sylvia Plath strife no doubt
I'm the drug you've been warned about
I will find him and won't leave without
Knuckles made of brass kind of clout
.22 pistol Queen no need to flout
About the girl in the trunk now
She took an off-road route
Perhaps she learned it doesn't help to shout
She smoked as she headed out
With nothing close to a girlish pout
She found him like a mushroom cloud
Dumb fucker talking all loud
I approach like a storm cloud
Lure him quietly from the crowd
I will remind you what we vowed
To death do us part, his heart must pound
So I forgive you on my own ground
Silent shot dropped, guilty man down
Herr God dammed man well well
I see I see well well
Fare thee fucking well well
I'll see you both in hell



Writer(s): Jessica Hambrick


Pyrophoria - Sylvia Plath Strife
Album Sylvia Plath Strife
date de sortie
25-08-2021




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