Rob Sonic - Dark Heart News mp3 download

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I limped up like a dog, shut up, with three legs to the stage…
So many dark hearts to choose
You can focus to the phobias involved in forty hues
Whether you levitate or bend spoons
Tune into the brooders of the dark heart news
Breathin’s a tug of war
Wet when I rust a ball
Plus twenty nine bust gum stuck cluster door
Slumped in the back burn (Bush) by the son of +George+
Sweat terror feed cause I don’t bleed when I cut no more
A system of gods from each of the brawling tribes
So my bobble is a pot of claws clipped and collaged
Pavlov’s bad dogs? parimass? bells
I don’t speak the language but my last laugh’s hell
Spiral your vertigo
Signals that flash and beat
Postin' my head from myself to get back to me
House full of dynamite, blast cap anatomy
Bags full of smelling salts mad as the magazine
Attack medic stretcher call cracked crazy header fall
A threat, a break, a mistake with the post
Picking every last fuckin' piece of paint off the walls
Okay, notably mobile until social
He will locate every exit in seconds to flee the wormhole
When emergency diversions ring the celly or the doorbell
Burnin' it at both ends, friends let’s commiserate
Turning into something, to the sound that the triggers make
Born at the badder side, I had this time still await
Trainin' all my zeroes to perform like they’re figure eights…
Whether you levitate or bend spoons
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Hey, four corners of the globe, all invent fire
On the very same day in the very same cold
Each sent a man with a torch to the borderline?
Watch them collide and explode
When I hear them blind up jumped the iron cord
Funky wrench in my hand, raise it cut the islands off
Homemade tats memories
I ignore the private calls
But ever since the eighties I think something’s in my Tylenol
What plague makin' out on the brigade
So we could walk planks
Then we’ll climb a tree and wait
Irony is waiting over piety and faith
So when the ghostly ruminations that are kindly disobeyed
I’m gonna live to be a thousand with the patience of a saint (Right)
See the hoi polloi becoming restless in their tanks (Right)
Can’t hold howls and corrals with a key,
So will the worms please drink on the count of three (Three!)
If I had a dollar for every time I couldn’t sleep,
I could buy a billion locks and finally read a book in peace
No more would my president come off as a crook and thief
And turn my heart so dark that it would bark when he looked for me
Sideways eye on a sinister boundary
Peddlin' contemporaries killin' me loudly
99 bottles of beer on the wall timorous
Done run akin to the car on the lawn cinder blocks…
Whether you levitate or bend spoons
Three legged dogs that chewin' the wrong food
Riff raff fallon?
Land sharks throw the date money money booze
Dark heart news…
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