笨小笨Damaged Bloke W / Demons (Explicit)歌词由Mitchamus Prime演唱，出自专辑《Damaged Bloke W / Demons (Explicit)》，下面是《Damaged Bloke W / Demons (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
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demons in my head demons In my bed no reason except I slept woke up since then they haven't left
demon taken regions sworn there allegiance wankers you were born to serve your maker
torn pages lost wages these demons have haunted me for ages
basically all ages tall short small favourites building dreams in size of aches
when your heart aches its time to begin to break it rate it minus 8
I end up devastated misplaced hatred is why I end up being hated
painted pictures for her while I waited my demons broke in they would take it
Misplaced mistake snake pits for something I would of related out dated skaters
skated amoungst traitors on the planet full of craters the holy creator is the real perpetrator
impersonator the ill never go back terminator the I can't choose I am your father darth Vader
playa limbo sticks start flocking around the bourbon 3 turban wearing suburbans pulled up so certain
they would not be casein a burden said where is Burton hey bert lovely to meet you my person
im mitch the weirdest human type version heres a great diversion to drive first cunt 5 words son
smoke blunts nice herb sucked miss conduct blurred chong sluts birds on the verge verse surged
then purged a curse while worse submerged urged to hurt dirt squirt is perfect in Perth shit
let's work it twist it back reverse stick manual shift has perks kid hit your mums purse n be nursed in
a hearse like your ma had it rehearsed shit
I'm so fucking damaged, oh
these days are hard i struggle to manage, lost
amoungst this land that's one tight passage, crossed over problems so massive they come at a cost, I became so unattractive with my moods always crossed actively the boss my rapsody to floss is practically just goss, my raps are beat to a pulp the beat repeats assault I retract a heap of results such as factual insults keep the weak asleep just wack a trap onto of there feet
shut up n eat don't sulk y
back in the kingdom where I used to cum
all over girls I used for fun, how to lose fucking snooze is 1 cows say moo to mum moooove you dumb baboons with spoons fat tunes n Tums tome Cruise
yeah what's up im sending dick picks on my what's app, shits n gigs what's that? why is my shotgun already cocked back?
well I guess I lost track of my former boss Jack last I saw his head was in a wasp trap he annoyed me cause jack when I said stop that, he didn't stop nah just continued to scream like he got stabbed drop n slapped his body into the river, after it gave me the shivers I realised I never dropped back, simmer on the hot fact he's a swimmer n he'll already be at my place with his watch tapped, so home was where I got at
11 15 but i need to wind the clock back
no dinner or cone piece with mulled pot packed cold soggy snags with mold dodge as then I seen Harry our hairless God sat on the porch a drenched water logged cat its been 5 weeks i forgot crap
lucky I just did this on the spot rap
into my what's app
my robot knows not to let me get so hot be left with no pot rubbers or some donuts never let the enemy know such
things like there about to be shown up, grown up into an actual fucking
grown up a regular of little to no luck
my dick seems to own up n only be one that hos suck even with those sluts throw chuck them in the garbage with crows guts what you think this shows up? good call I plan to show stop walk into the window of a rose shop said baby im crazy in these clothes watch browsed for a mom unt then instantly chose lots begun showing off how a pro squats n if she wanted to eat sperm I load squads blow shots so big sometimes the roads blocked road block lick toads zip codes tell me bitch owes crossed rows off logs that were abit frozen I mixed a potion and tipped in the ocean dipped in commotion flickin broken chips in slow motion shit
ive a woken clipped the slogan as I fucking tripped on hulk hogan, bulk billed trojan butter tips dropping hits in the summer for the fucking fun a it bummer glitch switch to another chick hitch the number which is that of a plumbers bitch started a fire then smothered it murdered cuddle fish herd that squirtle
I'm so damaged oh
Sitting in the thick fog, son of a bitch dawg
this mess is fuckin unforgiving oh big Mitch dog
Is left with stress lungs are ripping hits of the Bong
and when death threats just one more innings is what his chest ses
sometimes I'm dumb n winnings hard to get god other times I've been blessed
to impress everyone who's living like lift off humble beginning drift off stumble n spinning pit stop
be my guest water drips drops
everthing ever written ive delivered hot words with different visions on different levels lobbed the worst of the worse my verbs alot weird cursed with cheer incredible mission every person with an ear copped it bursting ear drum inevitable for some when talking was 4 days constant I persevere with this verse sitting here even though it hurts to hear I'll miss the good days I lived with devils demons berserk on gear unsettled no urgent reasons or shits to give herded a herd of the perfect peers fucks none givin laughed so much almost was pissin now days it just isn't im imprisoned in a prison where no one visits lots after the birth of my first learnt some tricks
Learn to nurse the earth abit I've earnt some tips jot lyrics of whats observed n shit my nerves n personal shit my versions of events wishin this clock ticks n tocks slower than this tossed alot n not my dick although my cock got jerked a fuckin bit i turned with concern decisons can't be returned urges stern
