Themselves - The Mark (theFREEHoudini edit) lyrics
[Themselves - The Mark theFREEHoudini edit lyrics]
Prey tell me is or ain't that face paint
Do you raw or do you race trace
If you take to take to takemake
That there’s grave
And snake’s you’re namesake
There’s no cops creeping in
The jungle of bite
And all things blues thief in the night
Is you is or is you ain’t bright light
Can you be trusted to shame
And honor load prose
Or do you need to get named no
And thrown back to the cold
That came before it unamieded tourists
In their painted forests
Who take to take to whore it
N poorly absorb this
Here’s a theifing man’s game
A sampletimethang a Sisyphus deal zeal for
Meals and heart fangs
Not the swallow of hollow quotes
From cut-throats on strings
So do you bright or kill light when you bang
So keep your teeth of our mark
We Forget to eat for our art
Rawheat to the part no sheath on the heart
Sleeping like sharks despiteing the dark
Where it did start
And in the end it's a spark
In the clear and severe ear of
A peer spearing it's fears
A100 years from here
Chilled and tears to hear
His sheer and near fall is steered
So do you kill to just well the ill
Empty out and refill the pill with your will
Or you bitch to bill fuck a bill
Burn a bill hell on earth a bill
Curse a bill cut a bill
Hurt a bill gut a bill
What a bill can’t pill
Is the well ill still spill kill
This goes To those
Overfroze hearted hoes with a golden voice
And bum nothing to their
Words but poor choice
This goes hoist like skull and crossed bones
Before your Hollywood homes
Grown in the greased slick sick of your least
A most piteous perk of the mark of the beast
That eats good men out into
A star on song streets
This ain’t beef it's called truth in the air
Proof to the square the present is rare
At best and the rest
Set against the breadth of
All fruit to ever fall from your chest
And the might of the seeds in
Come time they had left… in other words
You guilty of killing it or theft
Do you raw or do you race trace
If you take to take to takemake
That there’s grave
And snake’s you’re namesake
There’s no cops creeping in
The jungle of bite
And all things blues thief in the night
Is you is or is you ain’t bright light
Can you be trusted to shame
And honor load prose
Or do you need to get named no
And thrown back to the cold
That came before it unamieded tourists
In their painted forests
Who take to take to whore it
N poorly absorb this
Here’s a theifing man’s game
A sampletimethang a Sisyphus deal zeal for
Meals and heart fangs
Not the swallow of hollow quotes
From cut-throats on strings
So do you bright or kill light when you bang
So keep your teeth of our mark
We Forget to eat for our art
Rawheat to the part no sheath on the heart
Sleeping like sharks despiteing the dark
Where it did start
And in the end it's a spark
In the clear and severe ear of
A peer spearing it's fears
A100 years from here
Chilled and tears to hear
His sheer and near fall is steered
So do you kill to just well the ill
Empty out and refill the pill with your will
Or you bitch to bill fuck a bill
Burn a bill hell on earth a bill
Curse a bill cut a bill
Hurt a bill gut a bill
What a bill can’t pill
Is the well ill still spill kill
This goes To those
Overfroze hearted hoes with a golden voice
And bum nothing to their
Words but poor choice
This goes hoist like skull and crossed bones
Before your Hollywood homes
Grown in the greased slick sick of your least
A most piteous perk of the mark of the beast
That eats good men out into
A star on song streets
This ain’t beef it's called truth in the air
Proof to the square the present is rare
At best and the rest
Set against the breadth of
All fruit to ever fall from your chest
And the might of the seeds in
Come time they had left… in other words
You guilty of killing it or theft