Bleed On

Maybe being the scientific expert he is
 His precision like movements and perfect timing show years of rigid training
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 This is Deluxe and in today's topic
 We'll be discussing sunsets, string beans
 And more particularly women's most dreaded inner conflict
 PMS
 Faced to the blank of the white paper
 My beans are boiling its an hearthquacker
 See hot sauce drowning is the sensation
 Of my body rocking up and building in tension
 It burns my flesh and steals my sleep
 Razzles my bones within real deep
 Fully conscient but still there's nothing to do
 I'm plainly ill
 Razing the crowd with a pink fister
 Beast on the lose, its a Ballbreaker
 Cockroach crawling up and down mansion
 This is but a major zee transformation
 Cussing it out through dem blue teeth
 A minute to laugh, ten to go weep
 Monsterocious appeal, there's nothing to do
 I'm plainly ill
 Bleed on
 Find that syndrome
 That silly syndrome
 Bleed on
 Bleed on
 Find that syndrome
 That silly syndrome
 Bleed on
 Going on a number four
 I declare hormonal war
 And gently turn into a dark witch
 You can ring the danger red alarm
 Her loins are 'bout to spit an arm
 Confiscate the mike from the ditch
 I'll dully lie
 And contemplate the wreck I so despise
 The guilty tension it implies
 Cant seem to let the feeling die
 Bleed on
 Find that syndrome
 That silly syndrome
 Bleed on
 Bleed on
 Find that syndrome
 That silly syndrome
 Bleed on
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 Bleed on
 Find that syndrome
 That silly syndrome
 Bleed on
 Bleed on
 Find that syndrome
 That silly syndrome
 Bleed on
 Bleed on
 Find that syndrome
 That silly syndrome
 Bleed on
 Bleed on
 Find that syndrome
 That silly syndrome
 Bleed on