Hate Paste lyrics
Song information
Artist: Archers Of Loaf Album: Icky Mettle
Lyrics
Bit my lip And it's the same thing Now I'm reduced to a pulp Your undisturbed and decorated Decorations lie
You're hounded by pulse Stabbed by spit And your brain fits Despite your ears
Another one has run in Rotten and gossiped You're all used up With a burst up shell
Why're you gonna try it If you know you don't like it How're you gonna give it up If you ain't got it
Why're you gonna use it If you think that it's broke What are you gonna swell to show The things that you're breaking down, down, down
Down cold thresh flesh paste Deliver hate paste Voices sick and swelling You say you don't like it You say you don't like it But you just don't get it You just don't get it
You're hounded by pulse Stabbed by spit And your brain shits To clog your ears
A casual mark Made by a bird Look what you lost With your fair hands
Why're you gonna try it If you know you don't like it How're you gonna give it up If you ain't got it
Why're you gonna use it If you think that it's broke Why're you gonna swell the show The things that you're breaking down, down, down
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Icky Mettle" album track list
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