Donkey Lips - Dropping A Popped Locket

Got the key to the door in the floor.

Sign reads «double hockey sticks.

«Got a friend in the attic storage and a barrel on my shopping list.

Run your flaws up the flagpole, for the whole town is watching this.

Make you salute your shorts.

Bitch, call me donkey lips.

Ah.

I’m cheese grating.

I’ve been behind bars, all my homies screaming «Free Jason!»

Metaphorically of course, I’m done with mean faces.

I got my girl drawing 6's on three paintings.

That’s devils work, my beverage hurts my memory.

No energy on past friends, I’m finding me.

Don’t need a time machine but my new lady past tens.

Get it?

I smash the dishes all behind me.

Past tense.

Got the key to the door in the floor.

Sign reads «double hockey sticks.

«Got a friend in the attic storage and a barrel on my shopping list.

Run your flaws up the flagpole, for the whole town is watching this.

Make you salute your shorts.

Bitch, call me donkey lips.

Guillotine this Asian, Blade to the Dropping block;

Karate chop.

Blood in my orange chicken;

get the mop.

No pants on, eye slant on,

So easy.

Kill all robots.

I’m a black belt.

Yoshima.

I’ve been fucking numb and now that it’s done I’ve

returned to the sun with two wings made of something

Other than wax and burnt feathers;

I’m fly with my leather on.

Pain died with the weather.

I’m floating not gloating by any means, but my pack all ride true.

stop bugging babe.

My Kat don’t like you.

Got the key to the door in the floor.

Sign reads «double hockey sticks.

«Got a friend in the attic storage and a barrel on my shopping list.

Run your flaws up the flagpole, for the whole town is watching this.

Make you salute your shorts.

Bitch, call me donkey lips.

Welcome to Camp Anawanna.

The waters undrinkable, but drink if you wanna.

Born with these horns but know there’s no Prada.

I live for today and prepare for mañana, pendejo, tu mamá.

My cards are all crooked I tapped them like mana.

That’s a Magic trick, you don’t know what Magic is?

Fuck with Jason;

learn more about the lake than Magic did.

Although our children are blessed

once digested they shoulder the blame;

The quiet things that haunt me everyday.

Are you the devil?

Got the key to the door in the floor.

Sign reads «HELL: Stop & Sit» Got a friend in the

attic storage and a barrel on my shopping list.

Run your flaws up the flagpole, for the whole town is watching this.

Make you salute your shorts.

Bitch, call me donkey lips.

Welcome to Camp Anawanna,

the grounds are unstable but stay if you wanna.

Stay away from the dock and stay out of the water

Coughing up a lung,

she asks me if I’m dying, but I am writing a verse.

Baby, I’m fine.

Well…

not fine but I’m better than I was.

Please don’t tell the church.

I don’t wanna go where the good go, it’s somewhere out the window.