The Viennese Oyster by Shlum Lyrics
[Sirron]
Unfocused for the fundamental's sake of fad
I'll tunnel into the pageant under stagnant til I cap
I had seven chances to fuck, eleven dances to luck
And only a three day weekend left where she can conduct
Those fissures on the fixed side of fig leafs too tight, take no plight
Tug in text chat have a quick splat of life, shit's alright
Drip all night and then kip, sip the shine and that nip
Can't gyp, when her hips rip my ledger line's shift
That 30k a year dorm life and occasional lecture
I'm expecting is affecting your overall rate of flexing
Cause girl, you're higher than me, you answered their questions
Now aspire to firefight the burning library section, ya bet kid
My fret is acceptance the skeptics can get up
So severe your inflections, I'm fed up
Effect the world or let up, infect the mural instead of
Rejecting the set up
[Sann]
Wake up with woes leakin' out my nostrils
Pick apart the shit or peel some bars up off my scalpel
My oh my, she's woven in Japan huh?
At highest tides, I'm worthless to her plans but
She's pokin' at my candle today
Lit dawn but shit's off before it hits eight
Youth sip a handle of fate, the grown ups shown on display
Got sweet time mean while I'm flyin', mean I can handle my fate
Got weeks of sand keep a pace
Still it's a, hundred degrees out feet prints steamin'
Easin' the thoughts deceivin' my plot, it's easy to plot
Too easy to rot, too easy to rot
Unfocused for the fundamental's sake of fad
I'll tunnel into the pageant under stagnant til I cap
I had seven chances to fuck, eleven dances to luck
And only a three day weekend left where she can conduct
Those fissures on the fixed side of fig leafs too tight, take no plight
Tug in text chat have a quick splat of life, shit's alright
Drip all night and then kip, sip the shine and that nip
Can't gyp, when her hips rip my ledger line's shift
That 30k a year dorm life and occasional lecture
I'm expecting is affecting your overall rate of flexing
Cause girl, you're higher than me, you answered their questions
Now aspire to firefight the burning library section, ya bet kid
My fret is acceptance the skeptics can get up
So severe your inflections, I'm fed up
Effect the world or let up, infect the mural instead of
Rejecting the set up
[Sann]
Wake up with woes leakin' out my nostrils
Pick apart the shit or peel some bars up off my scalpel
My oh my, she's woven in Japan huh?
At highest tides, I'm worthless to her plans but
She's pokin' at my candle today
Lit dawn but shit's off before it hits eight
Youth sip a handle of fate, the grown ups shown on display
Got sweet time mean while I'm flyin', mean I can handle my fate
Got weeks of sand keep a pace
Still it's a, hundred degrees out feet prints steamin'
Easin' the thoughts deceivin' my plot, it's easy to plot
Too easy to rot, too easy to rot