EXTRA KOOL - 34 lyrics

rate me

Self improvement is masturbation, I chase

Concepts, you are not your fucking khakis,

So why tease the offense, your all so pretty

Teem Geezus colored losses, just a threat I

Taste pity, galloped off in swallowed voices,

All alone I stand silent, with a shirt that

Reads "eat me", still a cuddly assassination

34 stains the knees please, they say they want

Kisses, I say let them leave, gonna spill my

Wrists, try and fake my disease, we're all so

Hollow, none left worth the saving, broken

Hearts equal conniptions, Armageddon's just

A saying, yo if heaven's a blow job, never

The less let's pray, Sally the sluts a door

Knob, her silly sins are getting away, it's

Just we're all so crispy, little icky spills

The fluids, I'm huddled close to satin skin,

It's just we're all so fucking clueless,

This is a tale of two Toxie's, I'm sprouted

Off in afterbirth, your heavy hands will never

Stop me, I smile hard for what it's worth,

Yo the earth spins softly, love me hard for

Broken fingers, a dirty mind sells sympathy,

Above all the sex lingers, back One to thirty

Four, Mr. Kool kills apathy, I'm a happy boy,

He summed it up, deflated actually, it's just

We're all worn out in a world full of splinters,

This is why we play to win, for ever more we

Sleep in shivers...

This is why we play to win, stack them all

And kill them quietly, dust them off in silent

Sins, simple clowns deal in ironary, drop my

Head in pitch black, drop the rest and count the

Foolish, a parasite that hits back, I send my

Love and eat the Druids, yo P is for pornography,

We're in a world of sexy pigeons, we're make believe

The Scientology, yes and I'll bring the ribbons,

All aboard, let's taste the necks please, he a

Salty little person, I enjoy to watch the sex

Bleed, this is the sound of grimy surgeons,

We're all wroth saving, all alone I save myself,

Thirty four seconds counts the progress, never

Impressed, I erase the help, it's so, so simple,

This decoupage it stabs in heart beats, sunken

Breaths and heavy limbs, we drop the ball, it's

So alarming, I'm only everything, let's sell my

Thoughts, I dance with yuppies, this nothing club

That never wins, a wasted life, I'm so disgusting,

Now I'm free to taunt sympathy, stand in line,

I'm pissed off, a waking mouth that aims to grin,

Never the mind, my chest is soft, I recycle bitch

Slaps, with tainted tongues, I stack on heathens,

With all the trust we push back, slightly paused,

I stop breathing, now I'm huddled in her eyes,

Barely human with plastic tears, it's prayers to

The whore house in the sky, it's a mighty blow

That spells fear...