Knuckle down
Have another drink and embrace the blackness
Today I'm gonna stimulate my face off
Why?
And the car smells when the engine's cold
In the corner
Just a sea of blackness and me
If you're wondering how many more days
I'm gonna keep this half a wispa
Well keep wondering
The VHS cut for the real fans
Furiously yours
Nothing in the cupboards
Nothing for breakfast
Sleep deprived
More or less for no reason
Last song of the week
About bloody time
Tired of trying
To consistently rhyme
Words that don't
With the let's cook fruit food factory
There isn't even any heat
It's just mincing said the bishop to the butcher
If you can't stomach it now
Try waking up looking at her
Holiday and the cat's back
To watch TV
And fill up on Dreamies
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Long Distance Jelly Video (MV)
Tor - Long Distance Jelly Lyrics
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Knuckle down
Have another drink and embrace the blackness
Today I'm gonna stimulate my face off
Why?
And the car smells when the engine's cold
In the corner
Just a sea of blackness and me
If you're wondering how many more days
I'm gonna keep this half a wispa
Well keep wondering
The VHS cut for the real fans
Furiously yours
Nothing in the cupboards
Nothing for breakfast
Sleep deprived
More or less for no reason
Last song of the week
About bloody time
Tired of trying
To consistently rhyme
Words that don't
With the let's cook fruit food factory
There isn't even any heat
It's just mincing said the bishop to the butcher
If you can't stomach it now
Try waking up looking at her
Holiday and the cat's back
To watch TV
And fill up on Dreamies
Was this review helpful to you?
YES? NO? Educational?
Forget it
Have another drink and embrace the blackness
Today I'm gonna stimulate my face off
Why?
And the car smells when the engine's cold
In the corner
Just a sea of blackness and me
If you're wondering how many more days
I'm gonna keep this half a wispa
Well keep wondering
The VHS cut for the real fans
Furiously yours
Nothing in the cupboards
Nothing for breakfast
Sleep deprived
More or less for no reason
Last song of the week
About bloody time
Tired of trying
To consistently rhyme
Words that don't
With the let's cook fruit food factory
There isn't even any heat
It's just mincing said the bishop to the butcher
If you can't stomach it now
Try waking up looking at her
Holiday and the cat's back
To watch TV
And fill up on Dreamies
Was this review helpful to you?
YES? NO? Educational?
Forget it
Writer: Tristan Ravenscroft
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid