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Flesh Parade

It looks to kill And fails to wait in sight It twists me from inside Carry all, heal the sore, I can no longer bleed What is this, thing I've been, you

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: It looks to kill And fails to wait in sight It twists me from inside Carry all, heal the sore, I can no longer bleed What is this, thing I've been,

It looks to kill And fails to wait in sight It twists me from inside Carry all, heal the sore, I can no longer bleed What is this, thing I've been, you

tha question. Cops ask my fiends 21 questions but I gave em 21 extras. Flex tha Suburban, bullets dipped in detergent. Full planes of corrosion. Hit ya fucking flesh

played around the neighborhood The children she liked to invent for the life they were livin' Was openly bent, all they had was each other He brought her flowers, a flesh

All the animals Agree you and me Should be a team And they walk on parade Say that we were made To be a team And my flesh melts beneath your tongue

you say Hey the streets and the traffic signs Are twisting the roads outside In a circle on it's own So I've walked in a flesh parade I've drifted in

Peace breaks out then breeds contempt unrest Without a reason to fight, a time to kill Sick lust for skeletal flesh, a taste for all decay Enter the