40Days / 40Nights
40 days and 40 nights
All the demons come alive
40 days and 40 nights
Heaven ain't hard to find
40 days and 40 nights
In the desert Jesus Christ
40 day and 40 nights
And I'm feeling kinda alright
Whining swines stop fucking with each others feeling
In-breeding like breathing
Tidal sluts swinging
Chains of lace, playing games
Pretty body, pretty face
99 shops
Chickens with the right shades
Clean shave cold cut
German cars sweat fat
Don't know where I'm at
Insect in the Kasbah
White light white heat
Bring back the riches
Clowns don't last
Lynchers and leeches
Died too soon, Giant Baboon
Sitting on the clouds above you, get fuel
Cool cool cool, release the bats now
Burn baby burn baby burn and get down
All them jewels, them eyes for the fools
Hell-hounds on the back any given full moon
When you dreaming of your wife and daughters sweet tomb
Weeping on your side the chaplain gets fool
Septum ring goddess ten swords sinner
With a sharp blade heads falling red blood dinner
Which shimmer, feels good to be the villain
Almighty God was a mule skinner
Fuck You
Many voices in my head
I'm trying to make sense, I'm trying to make sense
No need to be so tense
Pretend to be somebody else
Many voices in my head
I'm trying to make sense, I'm trying to make sense
No need to be so tense
Pretend to be somebody else
Many voices in my head
I'm trying to make sense, I'm trying to make sense
No need to be so tense
Pretend to be somebody else
All the demons come alive
40 days and 40 nights
Heaven ain't hard to find
40 days and 40 nights
In the desert Jesus Christ
40 day and 40 nights
And I'm feeling kinda alright
Whining swines stop fucking with each others feeling
In-breeding like breathing
Tidal sluts swinging
Chains of lace, playing games
Pretty body, pretty face
99 shops
Chickens with the right shades
Clean shave cold cut
German cars sweat fat
Don't know where I'm at
Insect in the Kasbah
White light white heat
Bring back the riches
Clowns don't last
Lynchers and leeches
Died too soon, Giant Baboon
Sitting on the clouds above you, get fuel
Cool cool cool, release the bats now
Burn baby burn baby burn and get down
All them jewels, them eyes for the fools
Hell-hounds on the back any given full moon
When you dreaming of your wife and daughters sweet tomb
Weeping on your side the chaplain gets fool
Septum ring goddess ten swords sinner
With a sharp blade heads falling red blood dinner
Which shimmer, feels good to be the villain
Almighty God was a mule skinner
Fuck You
Many voices in my head
I'm trying to make sense, I'm trying to make sense
No need to be so tense
Pretend to be somebody else
Many voices in my head
I'm trying to make sense, I'm trying to make sense
No need to be so tense
Pretend to be somebody else
Many voices in my head
I'm trying to make sense, I'm trying to make sense
No need to be so tense
Pretend to be somebody else
Credits
Writer(s): Sick Cult 3000
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