Everything Must Go

Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky

you have your very own number they dress your cage in it's nature once you roared now you just grunt lame pace around pathetic pound games

wanna get out won't miss you sensaround to carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks wanna get out in here you're bred dead quick from the outside the small black flowers that grow in the sky

they drag sticks along your walls harvest your ovaries dead mothers crawl here comes warden, christ, temple elders environment not yours you see through it all

wanna get out won't miss you sensaround to carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks wanna get out in here you're bred dead quick from the outside the small black flowers that grow in the sky

here chewing your tail is joy

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