Mortl

[Chorus]
It's through again, my own black arm
A priceless picture to pay for
Peer for to commodity
For the nerve of, of the mainly strangers

[Verse 1]
Feels connected, I dream you close
Hating these crooked holes with no destination

[Interlude]
Oh, mortl
So mortl

[Verse 2]
Snow boots, that cold in here
Death of my friend hearing for
A stack of black head crooked
We’re spanning my geography
Navigating through the hand
The colors changing time to time
Flown across the score, let's get it plan

[Chorus]
It's through again, my own black arm
A priceless picture to pay for
Peer for to commodity
For the nerve of, of the mainly strangers

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Bridge]
Jump to (Damn), your puffin’ ruse (Damn)
Now find (Damn), your typical lad (Damn)
Jump to (Damn), your puffin' ruse (Damn)
Now find (Damn), your typical lad (Damn)

[Verse 1]
Feels connected, I dream you close
Hating these crooked holes with no destination
Feels connected, I dream you close
Hating crooked, crooked holes with no destination

[Chorus]
It's through again, my own black arm
A priceless picture to pay for
Peer for to commodity
For the nerve of, of the mainly strangers

[Outro]
It's through again, my own black arm
A priceless picture to pay for
Peer for to commodity
For the nerve of, of the mainly strangers