No Lube So Rude cover

Grip Paroles

Peaches

Album No Lube So Rude

Paroles de Grip

Mic to mouth, words come out
Wire thin, cunt me in
Metal plates under grates
Hesitate, anxious state
Heavy metals, mercury
Arsenic inside of me
Throat dry, throat hairy
Sing high, Mariah Carey

Seems to be here, and it seems to be dodgy
Nothing is clear when the brain's all foggy
Seems to be here, and it seems to be dodgy
Nothing is clear when the brain's all foggy

I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip
Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping
I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip
Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

Wild eye, river dry
Franchise, queen size Fuck, fight, asswipe
Swipe right, all night

Seems to be here, and it seems to be dodgy
Nothing is clear when the brain's all foggy
Seems to be here, and it seems to be dodgy
Nothing is clear when the brain's all foggy

I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip
Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping
I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip
Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip
Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping
I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip
Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping
I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip
Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping
I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip
Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping

Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping
Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping
I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip
I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip