Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Whatyoudo , by - Rhys LangstonRelease date: 03.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Whatyoudo |
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| Whatyoudo whatyoudo |
| Whatyoudo whatyoudo |
| Whatyoudo whatyoudo |
| Whatyoudo whatyoudo |
| Whatyoudo whatyoudo |
| Whatyoudo whatyoudo |
| True being on the shelf |
| Health is but a spell |
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| True being on the shelf |
| Health is but a spell |
| Spoken |
| (word) |
| What you do, 2nd person |
| Fused: |
| Narrative tools |
| discarded verse in waste bin pools |
| Heart murmur upon the breast stroke |
| Beneath the ribs he spoke them |
| Blood pumped notes |
| Clots blotted hemoglobin |
| Ceased speech only open for refusing claims (impotent) |
| local to the consciousness of slowed love potions |
| But let him see |
| The possibility |
| Without the shell |
| Mentally, physically |
| And let him be |
| What he wants |
| When he’s free |
| Shit |
| But a walk throughout the park |
| His wish alone |
| Glued to cathode |
| Hoop dreams of pre-kissed prince toad: |
| Master of his chiefdom |
| Seen some |
| Most illusory |
| Province where his heart rung, tongue |
| Wrung sponge, squeezed |
| At shy 12 ‘yo rhythm |
| Shards, myself, I |
| Coat hanger to attach |
| Lay rest, my sides |
| To be dealt |
| Without stealth |
| Bleeding heart |
| To be felt |
| Memories, welts |
| To be felt |
| True being on the shelf |
| Health is but a spell |
| Spoken |
| (word) |
| True being on the shelf |
| Health is but a spell |
| Spoken |
| (word) |