Heccra - The Mint that Grows Behind the Dumpster | Текст песни

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Kitty Kitty Cat, Kitty Kitty Cat,
Won't you run faster and not look back?
Strip the branch as you trip,
and Squeeze hard til you reach the pit
and the juice bleeds out all down your wrists
and the dirt sticks to the sticky spots
and the trees grow out your hands
when you're dead in the forest, and I stand above you with my Ax.

Kitty Kitty Cat, is that you? I wonder.
Frolic in the Mint that Grows Behind the Dumpster
You're dead in the forest and you've gone to hell,
And I'll surf the lava on my turtle shell
from Nintendo in my basement
Cops are coming to get me, be patient
to grate me to goo on the pavement
When you're dead in the Forest and I've got no back up plan.

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