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Under The Robe If I could take this skin off I’d trade it for your riches Just watch the sick turn Into the witches Well I just sit + wait A call of arms to the bodies deceived Well I just sit + wait Till your lies believe in little school S.O.S. Paranoia pays for your freedom Well I just sit + wait till everybody *** them Just how does it feel? Cause I just sit + wait everybody frees them Till your bodies filled We don’t need no more of your observations Cause we sit + hide Under the robe We don’t need no more of your observations We just feel alive Under the robe The liberation posted up the signs + everygirl in this house is on the pill I had to turn mu fucking skin Inside out just for you Said, sit + wait thought you’re gonna make some Fuck pig like you Said I’m the sick one lady? With the right abuse in little school S.O.S. Paranoia pays for your freedom Don’t read the signs – everybody frees them The signs – everybody feeds them No sign – everybody leaves them No sign We don’t need no more of your observations Cause we sit + hide Under the robe We don’t need no more of your observations We just feel alive under the robe + paid for S.O.S. We are under robed And with your freedom. |
