Mr. Bungle - Egg - Sözleri

Rotting from the inside Over-incubated by the heat of fear and love The self's coagulated Egg...   La la la la la la la La la la la la la la Boiling hard in euphemism  Slowly becoming part of the water Like a frog who never knows The ja'causezi's getting hotter Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah  Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah  How'd you know I was looking at you If you weren't looking at me? A stagnant pale perfume  Conceived to block the pores The clotting glands encroach Deep inside my tanning salon The endless comfort of a mom  Wishing life was poached  La la la la la la la La la la la la la la I can't seem to differentiate Between the yellow love you give and the white sex I take  I just want to fertilize you Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah  The cracks finally appear Release cholesterol tears The flooded cyst drains itself of pus The lonely stomach chills unless it's drunk So as she drives she'll close her eyes  Feel it warming up inside  edisni eht morf gnittoR evol dna raef fo taeh eht yb detabucni-revO detalugaoc s'fles ehT Oh an egg comes out of a chicken  Egg... Oh a chicken comes out of an egg  There's no place like home...

														   

														   











		
			



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