Lyrics Pissage - ohGr

Pissage

Still walking on backward
Storms' acid jack trip all over the mold
Free markets of sunshine
Violent burns out splattering posts
Missing misfortune
What’s happening
Yeah its happening now
Fitting/Sitting on the fence
All is easier split
When legs don’t hold
The system folds (x2)
We’re stacking it up now
Your strength is coming from corners of cold
Extended with perfume,
The smell of death
From a medicine ball.
In digging up deadly wishes
From the mouth of a patriot’s rubbing on the cloth
Pissing on the edge, waiting for the proof
Sniffing the flower proof cut with the truth
Feels taking the place of
What helplessly sticks out of the way
It’s feeding on sunshine
Never giving up, never get’s get in the way
It’s taking the heart of gold
And burrowing bugs, and listen away
Fitting in a space, fiending it’s a race
Waiting for a «sleeper"pill.
Deny…
Deny what matters
Let the time machine detoxify