Slightly Curved To The White

Morning For The Masses

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Oh, baby, oh baby, oh baby, oh baby!?
yeah?

AEIOU
Why arent you listening?

Cover my eyes with bloody fingers
there's lovin' on the screen
there's fucking on the screen
Nail hard wood into soft soil
you're spreading like gang-grene
you're spreading like gang-grene

badap bop ba dow-
we were just wonderin' how
badap bop ba damn,
you can accept what i am.

what we are.

you're not fighting sin
you're not full of light
if youre hate starts on skin
and different shades are different fights.
different fights.

fights.