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• Artiste: Tera Melos
• Titre: Trident Tail
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Fuck like us For once and you wish you had not Unlocked that box, it was curious But so many things that you hate hate hate Sick of sucking up dust In a dream you had smashed A pot that bust into A million pieces that you cannot hate hate hate hate hate There's not enough powers in the day Hey hey There's not enough powers in the day Hey hey Got a horn from a rubber mask, and put it on my head It was glued to hold it there, to block the stuff that you said It was gum on the spearmint, yeah He poured it into my hands There's not enough powers in the day There's not enough powers in the day Got a job at a party shop, waiting for my check Thought the mask was the dream I had, it was the devil instead Twist the tile to reveal a ball Saw the image and Posh was making off A monocle he owns Was seeing things Clearer than my own two eyes Preachers on the wall Excessive is it all Jumping off and falling on the floor OH NO! There's not enough powers in the day Hey hey There's not enough powers in the day Hey hey Took the trash to the bluest box and threw it into its mouth A thousand wigs that will do, for shifting shapes into others, and twisting waves in the air, and disappointing our fathers. I put the hair in a bag, was tangled up for a bit, and separate every strand, to make them softer again. I find myself in this can Every now and again There is a simple truth at the bottom of it Now there's a lock on that can Keeping us out of it I brought a girl over there She never called me again