Arzt+Pfusch Lyrics
Arzt+Pfusch Lyrics
"Boneloc (12 Days Drinking - Dead State 81) Lyrics"
Back To Life Lyrics
When the years show in our faces from the thoughtless hand of time And our youth is just a mem'ry to revive (We'll spend many happy
When the years show in our faces from the thoughtless hand of time And our youth is just a mem'ry to revive (We'll spend many happy
bony and grinding
hip shit detected
in smoldering bones
your femur is infested
too retained
and i don't care
wheelchair complain
fused hunchbacked repair
HA HA
you're in pain- do i really care
you cannot walk- it is part of my plan
Too Much Lyrics
Straight in. suck up and go, cool it, swallow, swallow Breathe deep, take it all it comes cheap Push it through the doors
you're in pain- and i don't care
you're grinding hips- and you crawl on broken legs
(grinding broken legs, it's part of my plan, ha ha, grinding broken legs,
wheelchair complains)
we live for your pain and
you'll die from the shame
a doktor's bad adv
burning scythe inflamed
(hahaha, hahaha, burning scythe inflamed)
Axechop in the arse
your pain is boneless
bonelocked in your bed
a devil's sick caress
you daily 911111
and cry out for help
it's legion who show up
to reap a whining
you're in pain- do i really care
you cannot walk- it is part of my plan
you're in pain- and i don't care
you're grinding hips- and you crawl on broken legs
(hahaha, hahaha!, suckers you give me money
suckers, suckers, whining whelp)
Straight in. suck up and go, cool it, swallow, swallow Breathe deep, take it all it comes cheap Push it through the doors
you're in pain- and i don't care
you're grinding hips- and you crawl on broken legs
(grinding broken legs, it's part of my plan, ha ha, grinding broken legs,
wheelchair complains)
we live for your pain and
you'll die from the shame
a doktor's bad adv
Runnin' From Me Lyrics
K, hold it down, do it again... Like you or I would believe in God, They believe in that thing, Satan. And some officers
se K, hold it down, do it again... Like you or I would believe in God, They believe in that thing, Satan. And some officers
burning scythe inflamed
(hahaha, hahaha, burning scythe inflamed)
Axechop in the arse
your pain is boneless
bonelocked in your bed
a devil's sick caress
you daily 911111
and cry out for help
it's legion who show up
to reap a whining
This Life Lyrics
[1st Verse] I used to be the ideal nigga Preppy like Hilfiger Pretty vill nigga But wanted to make my dollar bill big
help [1st Verse] I used to be the ideal nigga Preppy like Hilfiger Pretty vill nigga But wanted to make my dollar bill big
you're in pain- do i really care
you cannot walk- it is part of my plan
you're in pain- and i don't care
you're grinding hips- and you crawl on broken legs
(hahaha, hahaha!, suckers you give me money
suckers, suckers, whining whelp)