Istasha - Treat Me Like A Misconception lyrics
[Istasha - Treat Me Like A Misconception lyrics]
Let you talk enough to cover slips
I slip right out of walking
With a piece of rubber string
Upon your belly button Then you
Part from all the
Possible apostle feels and bring
A fucker back to
Feed on arson dust and gravel meals
Temperature entry
Flood my gills with orphan waters
Tempting eventually to cut these strings
That I've been stuck in
See shapes like botox
Detox stillborn
Birth rock talking with a black box
I slip right out of walking
With a piece of rubber string
Upon your belly button Then you
Part from all the
Possible apostle feels and bring
A fucker back to
Feed on arson dust and gravel meals
Temperature entry
Flood my gills with orphan waters
Tempting eventually to cut these strings
That I've been stuck in
See shapes like botox
Detox stillborn
Birth rock talking with a black box
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