KMFDM - Full Worm Garden Lyrics
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Full Worm Garden
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What Are The Lyrics For Full Worm Garden By KMFDM?
A token left with judgement a memento left ajar
A secret never wanted death defying little charms How to defend pretend selective piss-away so long neglected pretty-frozen underground from above the odor leering Pass the meat from which I stink of All those leathered whether-wise A blood stain all the wiser desperation kicks the stool A little bruise to lose demure a staple cut and dry In the stink of dissection decimation is the rule In determining direction acting agent act the fool Pass the meat from which I stink of Putrid helping kept inside Tincture Warning Second cousin to the new invention Addictive so charming second only to a force infusion Tincture of lead Be said with no remorse full of confusion Wish to enjoy this weightlessness lay me out full worm garden A prick upon the finger looking back like looking through To develop in the mixture of a portion of a view The distant elevation of a faded wicked high Divination ask a question of a spirit for a thing you used to hide Pass the meat from which I stink of Passed out serving on the side From the meat I'm suffocatin' Cutting from the bone to hide A noose-knit put on sweater tie it up around the arm Looks to grip along the trigger down the barrel of a gun Assume today a game to play cardboard house in disarray Tremble little joker think dig it deep don't be afraid |
Who Wrote Full Worm Garden By KMFDM?
Kevin Graham Ogilvie, Sascha Konietzko, Tim Skold, William Fredrick Rieflin
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What's The Duration Of The Full Worm Garden By KMFDM?The duration of Full Worm Garden is 5:03 minutes and seconds. |
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