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Sonny Moore lyrics : "Mora"

Take a step off of that silver bird from your planet
And you brought a little bit of that cold with you
Now wring me out like you would your !@$(ing father

And you're so quick to stick to that scum
Hungry like a piranha


Swallow a little of that sea
Now taste a little bit of the salt in me
Throw up a little bit of it on your knees

Now doesn't that bring you back to the beginning?
Before you poured your elements away
Now sink back to the bottom of it all


Seal your lips with the black stitch of a secret
Parade with that speechless dryness of the desert air

Lay flat under the lime light you feed off all the fiction
Cold callus and boiled between the bleak deep of your dirty hands


Kiss your son, now kiss your Bible,
You know I never wanted to see your strings,
Oh I just won't believe it


Swallow a little of that sea
Now taste a little bit of the salt in me

Throw up a little bit of it on your knees
Now doesn't that bring you back to the beginning?
Before you poured your elements away

Now sink back to the bottom of it all

Swallow a little of that sea

Now taste a little bit of the salt in me
Throw up a little bit of it on your knees
Now doesn't that bring you back to the beginning?

Before you poured your elements away
Now sink back to the bottom of it all

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