Chester Watson - Ded Hills lyrics
[Chester Watson - Ded Hills lyrics]
Spindle sit
Spin into the thin abyss, disappear
Middle lit
Pro-life's crindle leaves are frivol print
Look at the bigger picture
People focus on the little shit
I'm hoping that the bitter
End is bittersweet, Switzerland
The Middle East
-ern instruments are brittle, please
Don't touch 'em, give me riddle peace
Rushing through this little league phase
Born a Christian
Wisdom fades as the distance grows
Praise to a different ghost
Hazing, got a little taste
Play a different role
Jaded, apathetic flavor, the nigga so
Great, a living maze, an enigma, get faded
Watching Anne Frank reading Hitler's notes
Pause time, rip space as the ninja goat
Grazes, ancient fragrance medicinal
Missing prose, I got pages of scribbles wrote
Ages ago, dead brains in the moat, nigga