of Montreal - Island Life lyrics
[of Montreal - Island Life lyrics]
Boys prick boy dare I say
Remotely lately, a skimping
Bummer, distraction
Second along, travel trolls
The fist of migrant hormones
Sidling impairs the will to
Piss their island life
Kin derelict out of shifty ranges
Could be drones or
Fetal sex traumas without revenge
Are pouring execution climax
Of trinity maggot a hard death cosmetic
Like yule-scented Antichrist Christmas
Not winking mother defect
Frightens only fear snake
They commute a sawdust beach
That bleached within show mother
Oh man, idle on
And it's true, a new tense is feteing
Girls' attack of ghetto breasts
Followed teenage produce
Wadded flames of Nazi static
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