puddle/crumbs from STINKER by Fake Sick

P U D D L E/C R U M B S
i got the evil crawling' up my spine, i run my finger in a crooked line, you ask me when i say all the time, i twist it up and spin it on the dime I said i've got a question c'mon tell me what your looking for can't find the answer c'mon follow me through this door quick before you lose this priceless chance take a stroll with me down this way in the alley with bent up trash can to the sewers where the night is day, old slime ball sucked me in, u been that filthy brother sucker with his head crushed in, oh my lord, oh my skin, blameless, boundless fidgeting friend- i never laid my head upon a stone so cold.

• Metal
• noise
• pop
• xoxo
• Pullman