Belle Glade Missionaries
作曲 : Kevin L Barnes
The blade missionaries are here to steal your *******
You better send your malaria
To puncture their brains and
Send them back to where they came from
Send them back to the souvenirs of disease
From your first psychotic episode
To your chugging your schizophrenia
It's your dysphoric mania that makes you so likable
And everybody want to save you
Save you just for themselves
And letting children get blown up in their schools today
So they can get them back into their factories
And though it pains me to see while being so betrayed
But I guess you'll never know so it doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
The feeble wants me to have because you been on the winds
I made the bones in my jaw going hollow
And there's a sense that there's a prowler on the prairie
Leaving hair on the walls
We help to flatten the sounds that bound down the street
And my greatest fear of release
Someone else's consciousness
And down the stairs to contend with
Oh but too there's these rays there to pretend with
And letting children get blown up in their schools today
So they can get them back into their factories
And though it pains me to see you all being so deceived
But I guess you'll never know so it doesn't matter
I have a sense you want to be
The female Henry Miller
Cynically referring to your lovers as your prince and
Exploiting other people's madness
I never sensed you'd ever call out to me
Telepathically through all archaic mediums
But I never once heard you so
I think you were just lying again
Back up and then see my void
Like some nation people avoid
Like I'm a talents been destroyed
Like I'm a pair of specta voice
When no choices at the present
Still there's a value in things unpleasant
Will you post naked gifts of your epileptic fits
And keep track of your hits and your friends don't give a ****
And view your future with amusement
All the evil in the universe
There are no victims only participants
Letting children get blown up in their schools today
So they can get them back into their factories
You know it pains me to see you all being so betrayed
But I guess you'll never know so it doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
Can't trust my instinct lately
And I'm feeling mechanic
You feel more synthetic
They feel more synthetic
More synthetic
Synthetic
Belle Glade MissionariesLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Kevin L Barnes
[00:14.440]The blade missionaries are here to steal your *******
[00:17.900]You better send your malaria
[00:20.360]To puncture their brains and
[00:23.280]Send them back to where they came from
[00:28.900]
[00:29.470]Send them back to the souvenirs of disease
[00:35.070]
[00:37.010]From your first psychotic episode
[00:39.070]To your chugging your schizophrenia
[00:41.570]It's your dysphoric mania that makes you so likable
[00:46.020]And everybody want to save you
[00:52.390]Save you just for themselves
[00:56.950]
[00:59.640]And letting children get blown up in their schools today
[01:03.820]So they can get them back into their factories
[01:07.930]And though it pains me to see while being so betrayed
[01:12.550]But I guess you'll never know so it doesn't matter
[01:16.800]Doesn't matter
[01:18.800]The feeble wants me to have because you been on the winds
[01:22.310]I made the bones in my jaw going hollow
[01:25.660]And there's a sense that there's a prowler on the prairie
[01:31.600]
[01:33.850]Leaving hair on the walls
[01:38.040]
[01:40.980]We help to flatten the sounds that bound down the street
[01:45.040]And my greatest fear of release
[01:47.720]Someone else's consciousness
[01:50.120]And down the stairs to contend with
[01:54.930]
[01:55.900]Oh but too there's these rays there to pretend with
[02:03.930]And letting children get blown up in their schools today
[02:07.930]So they can get them back into their factories
[02:12.080]And though it pains me to see you all being so deceived
[02:16.760]But I guess you'll never know so it doesn't matter
[02:21.860]
[02:25.540]I have a sense you want to be
[02:29.100]The female Henry Miller
[02:32.230]Cynically referring to your lovers as your prince and
[02:36.650]Exploiting other people's madness
[02:42.590]
[02:44.150]I never sensed you'd ever call out to me
[02:47.630]Telepathically through all archaic mediums
[02:51.880]But I never once heard you so
[02:55.320]I think you were just lying again
[02:58.870]
[03:00.400]Back up and then see my void
[03:02.150]Like some nation people avoid
[03:04.080]Like I'm a talents been destroyed
[03:05.900]Like I'm a pair of specta voice
[03:08.140]
[03:08.880]When no choices at the present
[03:15.070]Still there's a value in things unpleasant
[03:22.820]Will you post naked gifts of your epileptic fits
[03:26.630]And keep track of your hits and your friends don't give a ****
[03:30.830]And view your future with amusement
[03:37.840]All the evil in the universe
[03:40.900]There are no victims only participants
[03:47.460]Letting children get blown up in their schools today
[03:51.330]So they can get them back into their factories
[03:55.620]You know it pains me to see you all being so betrayed
[04:00.240]But I guess you'll never know so it doesn't matter
[04:04.370]Doesn't matter
[04:06.810]
[04:10.760]Can't trust my instinct lately
[04:15.400]And I'm feeling mechanic
[04:19.260]You feel more synthetic
[04:23.200]They feel more synthetic
[04:28.260]More synthetic
[04:32.570]Synthetic
