Clutch lyrics
Clutch lyrics
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So Much Blood lyrics
I can hear the scream of despairIt's shooting through my bodyI can't speak or feel or seeI just can't believe itTorture's laughter echo
I can hear the scream of despairIt's shooting through my bodyI can't speak or feel or seeI just can't believe itTorture's laughter echo
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult) So you say you want to go to Heaven, Well I got the plans. It walks like the Sasquatch And it breeds like Kubla Khan. In original dialect, It's really quite cryptical. There are many copies around, But this my man is the original. It's given me powers, But kept meAgain lyricslow. Many have scorned this, Modern day Pharisees fat with espressos. Be leary of Timothy, Clear light and all that. If you want light go stare at the sun. Hell, that boy don't know crap. If you want to know Paradise, And you want to know Hell, Want to drink that cool clear liquor, Better dig a little deeper in the well. If yo
I stretch my hands, clutch vacant laughter in silence and sweet, sweet pain; without demand, but with a longing for what will neverFreakscene lyrics
Freak Scene Seen enough to eye you But I've seen to much to try you It's always weirdness while you Dig it much too much to fry you want to know Paradise, And you want to know Hell, Want to drink that cool clear liquor, Better dig a little deeper in the well. You want a mantra? You want to know? You want that mantra? Well here you go. One for the money, Two for the show, And a knickknackpaddywack Give the Lord a handclap. Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabinbang Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang Still want that mantra? Still want to know? Still want that mantra? Well here you go. It is written. I have spoken. So put this in your pipe And smoke it. Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang Ooeeooahah, B-I-N-G-O, Ooeeooahah, E-I-E-I-0.