Perv sydell

Fleshly

Perv sydell
I confess with no regrets, was waiting for a last lullaby
My dry old mouth from dust to skin, since my father
Tough me to sin
And I confess, I was wrong
About everyone
In my defense, down here on Earth
I was made this way since my birth
Cause summertime was never meant to be guaranteed

There’s no cure for you and for I
The palm of your hand, shows the way
To what you’re afraid of

A life in nauseous, nauseous
Down my head
(And It goes, time goes), yeah, (carnally)
A life in nauseous, the voices
In my head
(And you get what deserve)
And I tried, I tried, I tried to get
Satisfied with wine, flesh and bones

With a thousand fish there in the sea
You looked right upon on me
It’s a perfect day to play outside, before our bodies are
Killed by time
And I confess, I was right
About all the signs and
I submerge in agony on bed
Since my first steps to my premature death
But I’m not scared, and time goes and goes

A life in nauseous, nauseous
Down my head
(And It goes, time goes), yeah, (carnally)

A life in nauseous, the voices
In my head
(And you get what deserve)

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