Glassjaw - Two Tabs of Mescaline Lyrics

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Two Tabs of Mescaline

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What Are The Lyrics For Two Tabs of Mescaline By Glassjaw?
I smell the sound of a growing gash
With pop sensibilities. K-Q-E-D "It's a tune that equals you." I feel Hallelujah I fail, Bulemia I'm frail. Hallelujah I fell, Salting the back of a snail. And... This is worship and this is tribute Am I crumbling, ripping and failing? Knowing you fit, you fit, you fit in... And, and, You fit in! K-Q-E-E-E-E-E-E-D "It's a tune that equals you." I feel Hallelujah, I fail, Bulemia, I'm frail. Hallelujah, I fell, Salting the back of a snail. And... Am I worshipping or am I tributing? Loving, crumbling, ripping, and failing. My turkish prison is knowing I fit in. And, and, I fit in! Feeding time, An old friend of mine At the leper zoo, yeah yeah Que sera? Erotic hurrah With no rescue, girl. Feeding time, An old friend of mine At the leper zoo, yeah yeah. Que sera? Erotic hurrah It's cool. Be cool, girl. Sailor, Sailor Sailor, Sailor Sailor Scent Sailor Sailor Scent Sailor Sailor Sailor Scent. And... worship, tribute crumbling, ripping, and failing Knowing you fit, you fit, you fit in... And, and, you fit in! Feeding time, An old friend of mine At the leper zoo, yeah yeah. Que sera? Erotic hurrah With no rescue, girl. Feeding time, An old friend of mine At the leper zoo, yeah yeah. Que sera? Erotic hurrah It's cool. Be cool, girl. Sailor Scent (x4) Sailor, Sailor |
Who Wrote Two Tabs of Mescaline By Glassjaw?
Beck, Palumbo, Daryl Palumbo, Justin Beck
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