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WIGGING IN STYLE
03:15
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This bed, its' got a lot of stories
Which one to recite?
The forecast says it'll be raining
Not yet, in a while
Sometimes I go to sleep,
when I'm really not tired and I end up in heat
Fungi can you knock on my window soon
Other times times wine moves me deep,
and i wake up all covered in raisins n' shit yea
Fungi can you knock on my window soon sumausumasum
Rough up the thought and its gone now x4
Some nights i go to sleep and
I dream about calling you out on your shit yeah
Sometimes i feel coated in something new
Other times wine moves me deep,
and I'm probably not done but it's going to keep
Fungi can you coat me in something new
The ache's still going strong
whiling, tasting
The ache's still going strong
by the way I'm thinking
The ache's still going strong
ride it, taste it
The ache's still going strong
every I'm thinking who's coming back?
Wigging in style
Wigging in style
Which side do you like? x2
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IN A MUDDLE
02:03
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In a muddle
use the power of math,
it's the only way.
Ask for a minute
to sort your shit out.
Make a diagram.
Done the wrong way,
doesn't correlate.
Measure twice cut once, I'd say.
Don't embarrass you.
We all learned this in school.
Hone in on the key booboo.
In a muddle use the power of...
I forgot my ruler.
In a muddle use the power of...
I forgot the...
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I got that thing you sent.
I put it in the middle of my hand.
Brought it up to my eyes,
felt its potential crawl down to my thighs.
What a fucking surprise.
It felt like how we met.
Did away with years of regret.
Took it out for a ride,
wore it proud in the sunshine.
What a day I dream of the ol' brick house,
can't wait for the hugging and rebound.
Wanna taste that flavour the ol' haha.
Wanna come see what I'm about?
I got that thing you sent,
but how could I possibly know what's up from here?
Why, we'll be neighbors in time,
swimming inland in sunshine.
Looks like I'm breathing again,
ice cold is the shower leaving me sour.
Wanna taste that flavor the ol' haha.
Wanna come see what I'm about.
I rue this fight
because you just might leave.
If I ate it all, I ate it all.
If I ate it all, sorry.
I got that thing you sent.
I put it in the middle of my hand.
Yeah, I got that thing you sent.
It's personal.
I take it.
So personal.
I rue this fight.
I roll in on my knees,
I roll in on my knees.
Is he ever coming down to eat?
Because you just might leave,
a canopy of will covering it all.
Am I really living life with y'all?
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4. |
TUGGY - ALOHA/ISOLA
06:42
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