Song Lyrics
i got no way to feel bad while your tree of life grows and it grows
When you get my blood boiling my friend, we were carnivores to pretend, we were carnivores to pretend
Who gets so low, we were dinosaurs in the end Dinosaur, is it bad for love?
i got no need for these clothes
that we all died of survival in lieu of some survival pretense
That we all died of survival in lieu of some survival pretense, it gets so high Lovedrug, we were carnivores to pretend
I m a love maker falling, we were dinosaurs in the end, i m a love maker falling
i got this belly swollen
I got no need for these clothes, they go and go again, i got no faith in these rocks
Or their cancerous rivalry, we were dinosaurs in the end, i got this belly swollen
when you get my blood boiling my friend
we were dinosaurs in the end
That we all died of survival in lieu of some survival pretense, we were carnivores to pretend, i m a love maker falling
I got no way to feel bad while your tree of life grows and it grows, we were dinosaurs in the end
it gets so low
We were dinosaurs in the end, we were dinosaurs in the end
Or my chance for survival, we were dinosaurs in the end, i m a love maker falling
I got no faith in these rocks, it gets so low, i m a love maker falling
and a mouth full of glass teeth
I got no way to feel bad while your tree of life grows and it grows, i got no cure for these gifts, i got no way to feel bad while your tree of life grows and it grows
we were carnivores to pretend
I got no cure for these gifts, it gets so high
We were dinosaurs in the end, i got no faith in these rocks
who gets so low
We were dinosaurs in the end, who gets so low, we were dinosaurs in the end
it gets so low
when you get my blood boiling my friend
I got no cure for these gifts, that we all died of survival in lieu of some survival pretense Dinosaur, i got no faith in these rocks
i m a junkie
We were dinosaurs in the end, is it bad for love?, we were dinosaurs in the end
We were dinosaurs in the end, they go and go again, i got no need for these clothes
Or their cancerous rivalry, when you get my blood boiling my friend, who gets so high
i m a junkie
I m a pirate, that we all died of survival in lieu of some survival pretense
they go and go again
Who gets so high, who gets so high
they go and go again
Or their cancerous rivalry, i got no cure for these gifts
We were dinosaurs in the end, i got no cure for these gifts Dinosaur, is it bad for love?
we were dinosaurs in the end
And a mouth full of glass teeth, who gets so low Dinosaur, or their cancerous rivalry
When you get my blood boiling my friend, we were dinosaurs in the end