Текст Drug Church – Visualize Latham

Christ on a crutch, it’s all a bit much
Forced out of my cave, pulled straight from my hut
Fell straight to my knees, kissed the wrong cheeks
Tongued the wrong ass and woke up with thrush
Out on a limb, laid width-wise on bridge
Was in love with the get but not what you give
Lamplight keeps arcs tight, clamps like a dog’s bite
I hoped for wells wished, got a hot shiv
Pool barely skated, pool never swam
Got the right haircut and got in on the scam
Plebeian hosts, left lice on the coasts
Joined a cult right, and I left with the band
Lackluster cocks imprinted on rock
Lips stiff to swallow full balls
Took a stroke, but I laid off the stuff
A fraud destroyed is no great loss
Lame highs for beat nights
Waterlines and bro fights
White lines for low heights
Chipped teeth, cracked waterpipes