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The Robot With Human Hair Pt. 2 1/2 Lyrics
So far
I’ll lay low in pretense
And smack your body
Legs up, some hair pull
It's retro
Oops I call shotty
So skram and branded
The pylon
Its silver ion
Blowing glass
Insurgent mask
The thickest trap door covered in ice
So stay close
And stay
The sides to hide its end
No room for ghosts
The lock and legs are set
To bank in someone’s home
Salon will place a bet to cut a hairball loan
The lifeless shit of mess
Confusing ice cream cone
If you can’t read my text
Then get a mind read phone
It's okay
I have no legs
On this
Bra saling gen
You? Right, day?
Oh, jump on top
As I wander around
Get the best of this no down pre-lay
Oh, the bed flows
As it rocks back and forth
Our bodies start to sort it out
Package this in seedy tones
You mock a painless death
We’ll beat your dome
You’re softly blocking mess
So fly him home
With a racist comment
The leaky chrome, what’s up?
A toxic note confess, a soap caress
A simple notion comment for less
But I like my nest
I wanna call it my mess
'Cause the last time I cried
Well I got dressed
Oh, I swear
We came back for this?
We came back like this?
This won't end quick
Hold your breath
Make no mistakes
How many faces have to crack
Before they realize I'm not coming back?
How many faces have to crack
Before they realize I'm never going to find my place
I'm not coming back
I blamed the fact of my division
So long in temporary places
The long lost pitch of your invention
Lay hidden bond inside its place
When something less will come together
And solid walls will fall apart
So lately piece of mind is setting
When did the weather taste so tart?
Will running solve a contradiction
Of makeshift tomes and revelations
The pious price of buying diction
A speech I never should have made
I’ll lay low in pretense
And smack your body
Legs up, some hair pull
It's retro
Oops I call shotty
So skram and branded
The pylon
Its silver ion
Blowing glass
Insurgent mask
The thickest trap door covered in ice
And stay
The sides to hide its end
No room for ghosts
To bank in someone’s home
Salon will place a bet to cut a hairball loan
The lifeless shit of mess
Confusing ice cream cone
If you can’t read my text
Then get a mind read phone
I have no legs
On this
Bra saling gen
You? Right, day?
As I wander around
Get the best of this no down pre-lay
Oh, the bed flows
As it rocks back and forth
Our bodies start to sort it out
You mock a painless death
We’ll beat your dome
You’re softly blocking mess
So fly him home
With a racist comment
The leaky chrome, what’s up?
A toxic note confess, a soap caress
A simple notion comment for less
But I like my nest
I wanna call it my mess
'Cause the last time I cried
Well I got dressed
We came back for this?
We came back like this?
This won't end quick
Make no mistakes
Before they realize I'm not coming back?
How many faces have to crack
Before they realize I'm never going to find my place
I'm not coming back
So long in temporary places
The long lost pitch of your invention
Lay hidden bond inside its place
When something less will come together
And solid walls will fall apart
So lately piece of mind is setting
When did the weather taste so tart?
Will running solve a contradiction
Of makeshift tomes and revelations
The pious price of buying diction
A speech I never should have made
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sexy song. dtbm2 is gonna kick some bitch ass.
This is horrible, I mean, nice try but come on now...this crap don't even make sense. Jesus Christ, people these days. "Bra saling gen"? What? What is this???
half of it was actually posted by Jon Mess, including that line as for the rest Jonny's parts, I tried as hard as I could.
half of it was actually posted by Jon Mess, including that line as for the rest Jonny's parts, I tried as hard as I could.
Lyrics are so wrong
2nd paragraph : "No room for ghosts" not "no girl"
I can't promise I'm right about this, but I hear from Jonny -
Oh, jump on top As I wander around Oh, the bed flows As it rocks back and forth My mind is distorted now (OR) My mind starts to sort it out?
At least thats what I'm getting outta the song. I like 'sort it out' but...?
I pretty sure some of this just doesn't make sense, however I thank you.
@Adge201 I think you're definitely right about the first 4 lines, and I definitely hear sort it out.
During the part where Mess screams "We came back for this?" I think Jonny sings: "Oh, and I swear this won't end quick" or something along those lines.
AS for the end of the song, Jonny is definitely saying:
How many faces have to crack, before they realize I'm not coming back? How many faces have to crack, before they realize I'm never going to find my place I'm not coming back
Again, another song undoubtedly about sex and one night stands :P
our bodies start to sort it out I think.
It sounds like Jonny sing's "Stay close to the sun, cause I still hide its strength. No room for ghosts"
As it rocks back and forth my body starts to sort it out