Tobacco - Sweatmother (ft. Height) | Текст песни

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The end of days
Duck the atomic praise
Crawl out to the final phase
Passed out for weeks
Broke down in the street with freaks

Awoke full of holes and leaks
Alarms rang past the peaks
Nowhere to dwell
Slime in the well hanging out in hell

Maniac meat
On the hunt for heat
Maniac meat
Maniac meat
On the hunt for heat

A bed of ice
Just us and the bugs and mice
Dark off the charts
Cut loose in the hardest parts
No beats and tracks
Stone to fax
As though when you roaming past
Sliming on the slimes
Living vow in the final times

Maniac meat
On the hunt for heat
Maniac meat
Maniac meat
On the hunt for heat
Maniac meat

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