Sandy Dillon - Blindcore | Текст песни

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• Sandy Dillon
• Blindcore

Blood stained Man
Paints a smokin’ Chair
Hold that razor right there
Paper rags all around his feet
Stinkin’ up the place with Raw meat

Man stares at Blind Core
Blind Core man stares at Blind Core

Out of this Rain
A seedy old coat
He’s a mattress He’s a piss-soak
With his face all bent
‘Coz he’s fluent in accidents...

Man stares at Blind Core
Blind Core man stares at Blind Core

Lick the wounds I cease to exist
My pain was never nothin’ like this

Plastic, evening gown from the neck to the feet
Every morning in the mirror we meet
You got your face all bent
I guess your fluent in accidents

Man Stares at Blind Core
Blind Core man stares at Blind Core
C’mon give the Girl a little bitty Kiss