Markus Acher - d**h major lyrics

You can't take the eat out of d**h That spelling is fixed, sure as day on the skeleton sets Both are forever at your neck It's a It's an eat on us Then will they so simply slip you, they To the improved mutes and slave stakes in the king's bed Left only waged your once infant neck half-hugging the work blades one way embrace (release d**h) Your head lead off into that last capture And then replanted in the bed of upper cla** laughter Where in it is never picked nor tended to Only left to a decade of d**h uneven under dispersed last slay of all seasons And you (you are singular) Yet in you still, all day has resulted And you (you are singular) It's perhaps pride of all pulses Yet (you are singular) (you are singular) Yet you (you are singular) Yet you get no god to guard your back against the maggots loose You got no-one ape You owe all that bone structure too Your weather moulded evolved your meaning of life long divided by day is to die soft This means This means terrible things to those who cherish their bed Who think in flames Safe in their beliefs (the led) that no river ever ends That the sun and moon are simply miscommon in the dark and light crossed honest For they give you no pain Big sleep will certainly cure you of this gift In it's body ridden brutal business To what's motherlessness Or to be bent born at all A belly set flame Top the genetic tinder A surname born and burned in doubts adjoining And over from egg Into evening day Disappointment Locking arms across and ending definite Like opening a jar full of weather This will only work once (you are) Only only once Only only once (you are) Only only once (you you you you are) Only only only once (you you are singular) When single odds at the wall like border lines reproduce not to go for go made to change to reduced you forgetting its pulse and all you a hard wood otherwise speechless Or perhaps they would like to promise to feed them T-t-t-took the time to break cops code and meet them at the full on all your yoke You wouldn't do you good to be that good help when doctors disprove about yourself To never recall at all that the fetus did name your penis in fame Solve the little path to your whooping luck d-d-did t-t-to have that heart attack So you don't never did see burst in sun light did where Winter blows your windows shut You see lies you live All one wants is to be missed To throw no flag But see all American punches, posing and poetry Dont regret, at your car wreck Throwing up at the teething everything of d**h I have nothing to give you but these days I am broken stone that'll waste nor d**h Teeth behind kisses Nothing rhymes with d**h