bellinis at the blockade

Lyrics for bellinis at the blockade

The morning alarm clock says The morning alarm clock says (wooo) I am we are A priori dust pulverize delay response Sanded down by Countering force reduced sound clips and big tits And spit on it, beat it, and ground it, it's clod For flattening tummy tea ads got me fucked up Bellini with friends ain't it bougie I'm bougie I hear a voice Many voices But I cannot Distinguish their words, Amidst the head-splitting Deafening, beguiling, shining spirit, Intoxicating, shrinking me, I am an orb of reacts Deranged princess shit I'm honing in on twisted pillows A million screaming voices, they sigh and say Earth? land? soil? what's a synonym for 'ground'? I think we're being eroded Do you hear and feel it too? "Get up" From the pit the choir is chanting "Show up, fake it All you are is we"