Mortl

[Chorus] It's through again, my own black arm A priceless picture to pay for Peer for to commodity For the nerve of, of the mainly strangers [Verse 1] Feels connected, I dream you close Hating these crooked holes with no destination [Interlude] Oh, mortl So mortl [Verse 2] Snow boots, that cold in here Death of my friend hearing for A stack of black head crooked We’re spanning my geography Navigating through the hand The colors changing time to time Flown across the score, let's get it plan [Chorus] It's through again, my own black arm A priceless picture to pay for Peer for to commodity For the nerve of, of the mainly strangers [Instrumental Interlude] [Bridge] Jump to (Damn), your puffin’ ruse (Damn) Now find (Damn), your typical lad (Damn) Jump to (Damn), your puffin' ruse (Damn) Now find (Damn), your typical lad (Damn) [Verse 1] Feels connected, I dream you close Hating these crooked holes with no destination Feels connected, I dream you close Hating crooked, crooked holes with no destination [Chorus] It's through again, my own black arm A priceless picture to pay for Peer for to commodity For the nerve of, of the mainly strangers [Outro] It's through again, my own black arm A priceless picture to pay for Peer for to commodity For the nerve of, of the mainly strangers