paroles de chanson Wornin' - Skinny Puppy
Linger
tasting
rotten
soil
Within
the
baker′s
deadly
toll
In
the
morning's
dirty
rash
The
rush
hours
kissing
ass
Finger
through
the
dirty
things
Inside
and
out
of
everything
Skirmish
on
the
outer
edges
Of
every
single
body′s
mind
Simmer
on
the
holy
scale
These
vision
makers
only
fail
The
FEAR
OF
GOD
ON
HIGH
I've
been
out,
so
out
of
it
I've
been
hiding
out
I′ve
been
hiding
out
of
it
Hiding
so
far
out.
This
been
toasted
walk
upon
Then
giving
up
what
we′ve
become
All
cinders
on
this
rocky
road
Melted
ice
cream
over
load
Jump
the
prison
plan
advised
We'll
make
you
feel
the
jim
jones′
vibe
As
if
to
drink
their
poison
Somehow
better
than
what
we
become
By
vaporizing
any
of
this
wishful
unsafe
trip
Catch
the
very
essence
draining
On
this
slowly
sinking
ship
Moving
on
towards
horizons
What's
conceived
will
never
be
I′m
thinking
of
saying
of
anything
And
clinging
I've
been
out,
so
out
of
it
I′ve
been
hiding
out
I've
been
hiding
out
of
it
Hiding
so
far
out.
Find
a
way
back
out
What
a
way
back
out...
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