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F-F-F-F

CANVAS

02:16

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Song lyrics

Look at the place where my hand curbs,
Stops the curse and finds another place,
And with you mother screams 'I am mother',
Woman screams 'I am fertile'
And the father can't yell.

Ring correction demonstrates the mind
Finds its way on down the river,
And you keep remembering mother screams 'I am mother',
Woman screams 'I am fertile' and the father,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet.
All has been forgotten
And the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother there invents
The aiding,
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet.

You may expect you fix all your money
To pay the bills
And keep remembering mother screams
'choose the way'
And the woman says
She won't stay and your father,
He hasn't been born yet.
All has been forgotten
And the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother who invents
The aiding,
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet,
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet,

All has been forgotten
And the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother who invents
The aiding,
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father,
He hasn't been born, he hasn't been born,
He hasn't been born, he hasn't been born yet.

All has been forgotten
And the plastic turns to rotten rays and smells,
All appointed to the definite beautiful.
Mother who invents
The aiding,
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father,
He hasn't been born yet.

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