Putrifiers II

Forever before I die
My guts are pockets underground
But I grow into a field
You lay upon me, slip away

A spray of flowers am I?
Whithin the wild and chilly night
And we linger when we leave
Become the food that people eat

Don't be sour
It gives me the feeling
It gives me the feeling
Every hour
Wait to the sun, yeah
The shit will be fun, yeah

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Every hour
Wait to the sun, yeah
Things will be fun, yeah
Wait to the sun, yeah
Things will be fun, yeah

Forever before I die
My guts are pockets underground
But I grow into a field
You lay upon me, slip away

A spray of flowers am I?
Whithin the wild and chilly night
And we linger when we leave
Become the food that people eat

Don't be sour
It gives me the feeling
It gives me the feeling
Every hour
Wait to the sun, yeah
The shit will be fun, yeah

Every hour
Wait to the sun, yeah
Things will be fun, yeah
Wait to the sun, yeah
Things will be fun, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): John Peter Dwyer
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