13 & God - Unyoung lyrics

rate me

Has your fever fallen enough to age

Cold in the culture of a one legged ape?

Old men with gray hairs laugh at the ones who took to bleach

Pardon freeze

Not pardon your scalp

Self and little death

Today I lost a scar

It fell like a feather from the shadow of my breast

Fro with it's lock of no less irreversible flesh

Left to heal to a ceiling of my odds your men hung up here to (??)

Here to survive by day

He do dead leaf entrance bearest there by grave

It's a form no doubt, soon he will be burnt out, simple of things, and language in business, and ground harked arch angel of live

Get down

Old age Old age Old age Old age...

Anything but you

Any-anything but you

If your sickness

cuts your kindness,

then these language

these are words to say

If your sickness

does your darkness,

then these language

these are words to say<br />

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Thanks to feel