Vaporized Songtext
von Molina
Vaporized Songtext
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose. Small knife flew into my brain.
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose. Small knife flew into my brain.
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
If you smell of perfum, and vaporised, alchohol.
If you smell of perfum, and vaporised, alchohol
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose. Small knife flew into my brain.
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
If you smell of perfume, and vaporised, alchohol
If you smell of perfume, and vaporised, alchohol.
If you smell of perfume, and vaporised, alchohol
If you smell of perfume, and vaporised, alchohol
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose. Small knife flew into my brain.
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose. Small knife flew into my brain.
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose. Small knife flew into my brain.
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
If you smell of perfum, and vaporised, alchohol.
If you smell of perfum, and vaporised, alchohol
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose. Small knife flew into my brain.
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
If you smell of perfume, and vaporised, alchohol
If you smell of perfume, and vaporised, alchohol.
If you smell of perfume, and vaporised, alchohol
If you smell of perfume, and vaporised, alchohol
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose. Small knife flew into my brain.
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
Bucolic spice squeezed into my nose. Small knife flew into my brain.
Which, could poke my brain beyond recognition.
Could poke my brain all day
Writer(s): Rebecca Molina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
