Everyone hold hands.
Get your leather get your nation state.
Mothra, Mothra, Mothra. And he comes from behind to laser you away.
Not enough treaties for a rain shower.
Cardboard ghouls, we'll sell them to the blind.
When the foliage leaves, its the pictures that we'll remember.
There's never enough coke at these parties.
Angels without wings are called mothers.
Nancy, answer my calls.
You can't feast this piggy.
Converge, the new diverge.
If we sink, save the letters.
I've got soul in my pockets.
Vagrant for a night. It requires no heart.
Recurring dreams. A back-burner emotion.
My cubs, remember me for my fangs.
Everyone hold hands.
Get your leather get your nation state.
Mothra, Mothra, Mothra. And he comes from behind to laser you away.
Not enough treaties for a rain shower.
Cardboard ghouls, we'll sell them to the blind.
When the foliage leaves, its the pictures that we'll remember.
There's never enough coke at these parties.
Angels without wings are called mothers.
Nancy, answer my calls.
You can't feast this piggy.
Converge, the new diverge.
If we sink, save the letters.
I've got soul in my pockets.
Vagrant for a night. It requires no heart.
Recurring dreams. A back-burner emotion.
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