Paroles Teaspoonful de Scorngrain
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- Artiste: Scorngrain6573
- Chanson: Teaspoonful
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Textes et Paroles de Teaspoonful
Total brain malfunction. It's all about the instincts now.
Adrenaline rush clears the way from reason you thought you had.
Chemical genocide of nerves and brain cells.
Bombs falling on head,it shakes like the sound of massive bells.
Everlasting fight against the nature of the beast.
You woke up pulling yourself like a dog on a leash.
Shady plastic dreams from the homemade bunch-bowl.
A pill or two on morning keeps you from feeling so low.
Front row seats to the inhead race.
It's all exploding into your own face.
A teaspoonful away from the perfect match,
just you and one that's gonna open the hatch.
Melting cortex, few loose teeth.
Still manage to stand on your feet.
Liver failing out of the C, a pump away from HIV.
Withdrawn from the reach of cure, went too far away.
It's death knocking on door, waiting for your decay.
Front row seats to the inhead race.
It's all exploding into your own face.
A teaspoonful away from the perfect match,
just you and one that's gonna open the hatch.
For withdrawal some morphine and valium.
You're on the road to the grave or sanitarium.
Intersection, pass red light. Future never looked that bright.
No need for detox, it's all under control.
Earth calling the prodical son.
You are back to square one
Everlasting fight against the nature of the beast.
You woke up pulling yourself like a dog on a leash.
Shady plastic dreams from the homemade bunch-bowl.
A pill or two on morning keeps you from feeling so low.
Front row seats to the inhead race.
It's all exploding into your own face.
A teaspoonful away from the perfect match,
just you and one that's gonna open the hatch
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