Val Holler - Sal Lyrics

Just a little guy with a mother of a plan
Gonna take a little bit of forest and turn it into sand.
Like paper for the poorest, woe-begotten and down-trodden, Broken glass - pain in the ass,
Sucker-punch humanity, clipping coupons for love.

I feel the tear of a giant cry
As I'm standing other toe.
And she's walking, walking real slow.

Sal Divinorum don't come easy on the street. When you're sick and tired of following - Long for silence in your sleep.
Like a diamond man dollering up a brothel doll, Moth-eaten ball, silk sash, private stash,
Blindfold, cakewalk, don't talk - This one here's two for one.

I feel the tear of a giant cry
As I'm standing other toe.
And she's walking,

My gentle giant
My giant lady.

Like paper in the forest, Like a diamond...