Frith Hilton - Anarchy lyrics

I'm dwindling
When it's all out
Her burden
Never burned out
I brought it
Light the match
Set the fire
I sit defiled

Bury me in 1965
I lost all hope on the first
Praying for April
In an ash stained Benz, oh
Cardigan whipped in the mildest demeanour
Lacking all the trait's I had
That's a natal

Whoa
Started from the top (Started from the top)
Picking all the lock
Oh, oh
Geeking on your love again

I love the way you give me some more
I can't deny it
I’m a savage for the love
I can't never get enough
I’m unsatisfying
Like a hobby
Taking my zs from these bees
And this honey
Never can get enough, oh, oh
Peep peep
Down, I'm locked in a stop in a bottle
All the scene never gonna be the
Lie that we hold on to
Whoa
No o-o-o
Wild

Bury me in 1965
I lost all hope on the 1st
Praying for April
In an ash stained Benz, oh
Cardigan whipped in the mildest demeanour
Lacking all the trait's I had
That's a natal

Whoa
Starting from the top
Picking all the lock
Oh, oh
Geeking on your love again

Never see the nutted
Never see the nutting
Never see the nutting
Till scrub
Grub dump
Hop score
Guys like that
Never see the nutted
Uh oh
Till scrub
Grub dump
Hop score
Never see the nutted
Eh eh eh. Ah!