God’s Money VII - Gang Gang Dance

She can wait he can wait we can wait They can wait She can wait he can wait we can wait They can wait Prisms have kissed my lids Seasalt was rubbed on my hips P

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One with the light shined on them How quickly the glimma fades Spread spreading out my stone wings Why I I become the storm The finest marble Like a raven headi

Can you tell me where you go from here I just can't Spit spit spitting out the holy text The wrath of saul it bit my lip When I reached for life The budding tre

No my eyes ain't silver No, no my eyes ain't blue When your well it ain't got no water I don't hate you I pity you On a saigon night in God's sky There's a butt