Grape Digging Sharon Fruits - I'll Kick Your Face Off lyrics

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Grape Digging Sharon Fruits - I'll Kick Your Face Off lyrics

Crelching baron wastelands. Pocket sense meaning grans. Dirty burning wet sand. I wasn't watching when you showed me your pocket sense Counting your fingernails behind your armored-core fence Bezooming by the wayside Tapes in my mind never died Dancing feet always ask why Pencil scratcher in my mind Where has my butcher's knife gone? I couldn't even buy one