CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : When Your Son Is Venison

24 shots
Down a buck
sh*tfaced and then repeat
On my circadian crutch no adrenaline

Venison Lunch
Full,f**k
Belly button punch out
The way I’m soaking in my drip just like a towel

Hold up, I got a thread that you can never follow
I keep it red and sweet for Gretel gotta get a collar
Just do it, Dot and with a dash I’m a like a semicolon
Oh my god, I’m swimming in the river when my thread is cut off

f**k im Sinking down just like a truck
Cut bands Gnaw
Great, Unstuck

f**k,I got my dentist in a rot

Gottta bite Gold Chains
Out of luck

Like a rat
Turning back
When the pesticides hitting me like a bat

Out the park
Writing bars, No way that I’m in it I’m better sending my regards

The way I sit; Like my seats electric
I’m a a Best Buy filling my cart up with anything that’s rejected
Never cold feet, when the shames on repeat
I got entropy added
Ad there No benefit
At peace so breathe