Letra de Two Tabs Of Mescaline - Glassjaw

i smell the sound of a growing gash
with pop sensibilities.
KQED is a tune that equals you.
i feel
hallelujah
i fail.
bulemia
i'm frail.
salting the back of a snail.
my turkish prison is knowing I fit in.
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feeding time
an old friend of mine
at the leper zoo.
que sera
erotic hurrah
it's cool.
be cool.
sailor scent.