Atrox Lyrics
Atrox Lyrics
"Look Further Lyrics"
Just Let Me Know Lyrics
JUST LET ME KNOW WRITER BERRY GORDY JR. I heard that... you were lonely. Ever since... you sent me away. (Away) I'm lone
JUST LET ME KNOW WRITER BERRY GORDY JR. I heard that... you were lonely. Ever since... you sent me away. (Away) I'm lone
In the shade, in the cold, a grey pastry, a sallow dough. A giant lump of some ?/&%/ substance.
Wallowing in an over-sized glass jar. Quivering, gurgling. Reminding of muddy aspic. It looks so "/)&/"?%. It makes me feel so ?)#/&?=`*,
Like a giant mite about
Trademark Lyrics
A little bitty croonin' a little bitty spoonin' A little bitty swoonin' and a lotta honeymoonin' Now that's my trademark oh that's my
to burst after gorging ichor. Taking *?&()?*?#"%& shapes. Stretching flabby limbs. Worming out of the jarA little bitty croonin' a little bitty spoonin' A little bitty swoonin' and a lotta honeymoonin' Now that's my trademark oh that's my
towards the yellow light.
Excreting a trail of milky pus through the surface rendering.
Outgrowths form in no time, falling off. Tongues emerging from the orifice
Don't Try To Call Lyrics
Can't explain the way I feel It's all so clear, it's all so real Some kind of game, they're all the same Don't need it 'cause I'm
s. Froth and drool drying up as all crumbles away. The pusCan't explain the way I feel It's all so clear, it's all so real Some kind of game, they're all the same Don't need it 'cause I'm
smouldering and steaming off.
Looking is not seeing is not understanding is not believing is not agreeing. It looks so *%#?()=. It swells, it grows, it expands. I
think it will #?/$L@(?.
Waiting is not longing is not h
Break Free From The Start Lyrics
I feel so great just on this cover Cause there's so many things to discover Let my feeling be a part of this thing You've just
urting is not bleeding in a world trapped in a world trapped in a world. The dough's gurgle ceasingI feel so great just on this cover Cause there's so many things to discover Let my feeling be a part of this thing You've just
with the yellow rays scorching it. It's throwing a crust, which cracks and unpeels, reminding of flocks of mangy dogs running downhill.
The two of us can't coexist.