Yves Tumor

Medicine Burn


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Carry me away into your spirit
I can't live my own troubles
I've got nothing left to fear but the wilderness
I saw a man sitting from the uh, uh, uh
Scarlet-colored teeth, she had
Severed head
And six hundred teeth, and six hundred
And six hundred, and six hundred

Severed head on the mental guillotine
Life of blasphemy
A room full of kings'
Severed heads
And six hundred teeth

Carry me away into your spirit
I can't live my own troubles
I've got nothing left to fear but the wilderness
I saw a man sitting from the uh, uh, uh
Scarlet-colored teeth, she had
Severed heads
And six hundred teeth, and six hundred
And six hundred, and six hundred
And six hundred, and six hundred

And six hundred, and six hundred
And six hundred, and six hundred
And six hundred, and six hundred, and six hundred teeth


Writer/s: Sean Bowie