I'll Kick Your Face Off letra

Crelching baron wastelands.
Pocket sense meaning grans.
Dirty burning wet sand.

I wasn't watching when you showed me your pocket sense
Counting your fingernails behind your armored-core fence

Bezooming by the wayside
Tapes in my mind never died
Dancing feet always ask why
Pencil scratcher in my mind

Where has my butcher's knife gone?
I couldn't even buy one

The Grape Digging Sharon Fruits - Letras

• Agents of Despair
• Best of The Playground
• Boxing
• Foliage
• I'll Kick Your Face Off
• Man Made Reservoir
• Peppermint John '06
• Square Moon
• Travelling Mind