Tyler Parkford - Little Al Capone lyrics

Leave the body alone. You're not the made to dean and this saint is- Home digger. Don't lay your damsels. Take a spin in my lot. Take your nameless, two-faced over my gold digger Don't make advances. I'm the X and the O. Two yesterday's and I'll row. I'm the ESP. Momentarily. Retract and we'll see the dungeon of my redeemer. Play your asthmatics. In case, shut your mouth and kiss the overwrite. Go figure. Don't make advances. Reading up to the parch. I've got an x-ray permanent holiday. No listed. Go necromancers. In the nest, you can hide. From all the misdemeanours outside. You got the bees skeet Pete. Within the decree. You can't even see the demons of my demeanour. ESP. Momentarily. Retract and we'll see the dungeon of my redeemer. Redeemer. Of my demeanour. Of my demeanour. Got an itch to eat. All the kids in the locker read Well they can jump and hate the time than quit the team Little Al Capone doesn't have much but half way home. Well, he can walk away for miles in the least. ECP. Within the decree. You can't even see the demons of my demeanour. ESP. Momentarily. Retract and we'll see the dungeon of my redeemer. Of my demeanour. Of my demeanour. Of my demeanour. Of my demeanour.