Linda's In Custody

Death Grips

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    Trust me trust me you know us well
    We purge herds of stunted cells
    We nurse the worm until it swells
    (Eat it like the devil's cunt)
    First to kneel cursed to feel
    Trust me trust us we know you will
    Tide come crashing in like steel
    Makes your passions taste so stale
    (Eat it like the devil's cunt)
    Cobwebs turn your insides pale

    If significant piece of me spill
    Little pinot pouring out my gills
    Pass a carafe perhaps I’ll swill
    My grief may leak but can’t congeal
    Word nihil you know the drill
    To last rattle on a long swig tail
    Till last drop wind through mine like scales
    Compromise your position become theirs

    Day breaking glyph hissing
    Sanity fucking bitch skinning
    How do you say come to me
    Hanging out with Linda
    I heard she’s in fucking custody

    Need new escape we’re a trained magician
    I’ve just the uranium griffin
    Land you there in ribbons
    Where your thoughts stay hidden
    Fair for a square made soft for digging
    Word nihil you know the drill
    Amp cooking guilt gives a thunder stealing window licker
    Her moods big for real
    Head hunting blunt kissing death dumping body gripping

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    Head hunting blunt kissing
    Death dumping body gripping
    How does she say come to me
    Boosting with Linda’s in custody

    Must admit shit’s not luck how we
    Manage to elude locked up in county
    Every chance a fuck gets I’m counting
    Sleight of hand sleight of hand from the valley

    Word nihil you know the drill
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Burns whoever she kills
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Think you got the will to jump
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Think you got the will to jump
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Think you got the will to jump
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Think you got the will to jump
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Word nihil you know the drill
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Her moods big for real
    Eat it like the devil's cunt

    A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a

    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Think you got the will to jump
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Think you got the will to jump
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Think you got the will to jump
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Think you got the will to jump
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Eat it like the devil's cunt
    Eat it like the devil's cunt

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