Thinkworm Songtext
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Thinkworm Songtext
Weaving through my dermis
It′s dermatology
I think it's a blinking thinkworm
S.S.S.
I bought a diamond saddle from a lady in Iraq
I know I did that
I know I did that
A blinking fucking thinkworm treats my body like a path
It′s riding on a track
The central nervous track
A blinking fucking thinkworm treats my body like a path
It's riding on a track
The central nervous track
My flashing neural pathways take it deeper than my dermis
It spends all day exploring and it exits through my penis
Weaving through my dermis and it's back a-fucking-gain
It′s been tattooing mind control since god knows fucking when
I bought a diamond saddle from a lady in Iraq
I know I did that
I know I did that
A blinking fucking thinkworm treats my body like a path
It′s riding on a track
The central nervous track
It leaves a silver trail which I use to paint my saddle
My diamond fucking saddle from that lady in Iraq
It leaves a silver trail which I use to paint my saddle
My diamond fucking saddle from that lady in Iraq
My flashing neural pathways take it deeper than my dermis
It spends all day exploring and it exits through my penis
Weaving through my dermis and it's back a-fucking-gain
It′s been tattooing mind control since god knows fucking when
Painting my saddle
Painting my saddle
I'm painting my saddle
I′m painting my saddle
Silver!
Silver!
Silver!
Silver!
It′s dermatology
I think it's a blinking thinkworm
S.S.S.
I bought a diamond saddle from a lady in Iraq
I know I did that
I know I did that
A blinking fucking thinkworm treats my body like a path
It′s riding on a track
The central nervous track
A blinking fucking thinkworm treats my body like a path
It's riding on a track
The central nervous track
My flashing neural pathways take it deeper than my dermis
It spends all day exploring and it exits through my penis
Weaving through my dermis and it's back a-fucking-gain
It′s been tattooing mind control since god knows fucking when
I bought a diamond saddle from a lady in Iraq
I know I did that
I know I did that
A blinking fucking thinkworm treats my body like a path
It′s riding on a track
The central nervous track
It leaves a silver trail which I use to paint my saddle
My diamond fucking saddle from that lady in Iraq
It leaves a silver trail which I use to paint my saddle
My diamond fucking saddle from that lady in Iraq
My flashing neural pathways take it deeper than my dermis
It spends all day exploring and it exits through my penis
Weaving through my dermis and it's back a-fucking-gain
It′s been tattooing mind control since god knows fucking when
Painting my saddle
Painting my saddle
I'm painting my saddle
I′m painting my saddle
Silver!
Silver!
Silver!
Silver!
Writer(s): Nathan Ward Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

