Prost from Aristotle XL by Sanitarybox
Tracklist
| 7. | Prost | 4:44 |
Lyrics
the meanest thoughts, the free-est mind
one prost would kill the lights
the basic needs, the exercise
it'd take a lot to ruin my life
i dont know what i need
sophisticated broken imtimacy
i feel the blood rush in my skin
i bow down to circulation
oh god youre fleeting
im broken up over something
ive called a prost my god and i cant say that im religious
ive found a higher power
no matter what's uncovered
i call a prost my goddess
everything is nearly done
made consolation with imperfection
a little cruel that i loathe myself
i better come out of life an angel
fury rides the ram horn spiral
my intuition leads me astray
forbidden words drip from wax candles
they land right onto my bare-ass skin goddamn
oh god youre fleeting
im broken up over something
ive called a prost my god and i cant say that im religious
ive found a higher power
no matter what's uncovered
i call a prost my goddess
i love you to death
i love you to rebirth
i love you to death
i love you in reverse
