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My vision of the surrounding terrain is very very sketchy I broke my glasses head butting Francis Dec Be careful where you're walking Cause someone or somethings Faint cologne is a queer And be mindful of the motherfucking bats and rabid rabbits You'd be crazy to feed the shitting ghost And nobody even knows what's in that funky demented-looking shed B-E-L-L-A-W-O-O-D Spells Bellawood And I would leave if I could But i've been cut by the brambles And i want you to see... The infection is spreading inside of me Strange things keep happening There's a monster inside of me It's been growing, look closer you can see If I get to heave, my dear mother would cry Ain't no boys with monsters in their insides Accelerating faster through the sticks it nearly killed me But my new skin's made of sticks 'n' stones 'n' bones So come on in, throw a punch Ah the mind's a terrible thing to chuck in the waste basket They say it and I believe it The soul is disposalbe though so show me To the janitor and the janitor's closet B-E-L-L-A-W-O-O-D Spells Bellawood And I want you to see The infection is spreading inside of me Strange things keep happening Strange things keep happening, all around my head Strange things keep happening |
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