Moodie Black - The Ma** lyrics

Never really calm in a warm car Filthy in a country with a broke arm Crow with a limp never flies right Swagger in his stride but its not d**h Meeting all the face from the waist down I don't have a taste for the hawk down I can barely dance on my own plot I am never here and I'm France-bound fu*k what the ma** ever wanted I ain't never f**ed with an asterisk I could be cool with some matches I would be proud with the ashes fu*k with the ma** ever wanted You could have everything borrowed Choke on a d**h worn shrapnel f** what the ma** ever wanted Dying to fly I flew away The sun is half its rot And fills this room with half its muscled heart The tape machine is monochromed and quiet gray to fill the part Tomorrow I'll be half the man I'm sposed to be and rape the stairs Four floors then dirty core I'm not a who*e I flap the horror huh? The flakes debate the fate of raping flannel dusty flaccid gra** the rebel bless Th devil crops, the GMO that's splashed upon The ma**ive f**ed up ma**ive Earth Dying to fly I flew away