the old mill ' - 06 - Go Ask Alice
MMXV EP bajin ℗
lyrics
plastic heat and twin cobras
how i glow
apollonia
my dearest flame thrower rolls
past these old bones of
concrete lay an alleyway
straight
& hendrix for 7 numerics
justify my
hologram tide of ghost
delta-horizon
locked to the silence who marches a dialect an architect
red ultraviolet
sight thru tha 9 of
hollow black banner rib-cages of chicago
in cursive dont try 2 be persuasive
burn em
knew foundations &
earned em'
diver supplier continental divider
teeth clench a hand grande
and fuck her to buckets of shadows of black war paint
i slam thru tha day
& i'm the old mill... MMXV EP bajin ℗