Pile - Idiot the Chef lyrics
[Pile - Idiot the Chef lyrics]
While chewing on the key
Then snuck in through the window
To help preserve my knees
When do i get to go when do i get to stay
I could bite my nails to the elbow
Or i could just wait
I was giving everything i have to you
And i found that my trash picking was
The best thing i could do
Get to licking all the wounds
Now we funnel in the salt
Going to get so high and low
Now it’s all your fault
All of the stoplights are out today
So i’ll chance it and coast
They always win but i’m a dictator
Of a small plot of land
Don’t pluck flowers with the hand i’m holding
I need to hoard only a
Few things all for myself
Otherwise i start to get so nervous
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