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lirik lagu a-ross - flannel mountain

[verse 1]
54 degrees on a slightly overcast day
weathermen future sighted rain
who can be paid to be so wrong each p-ssing frame
nothing i can do brings closer except a daft save
it saddens me deeply, it gives no thrill
to tell you, you’re cl-ssmate was brutally k!lled
everyone is crazy in this little town’s guild
i guess it’s logical, not everyday lucifer’s murder comes around
still these conifers will turn that frown
up to a hidden smile yet maybe due a referral
she was such a sweet girl
no one would’ve guessed her dirty secret quilled
can’t forget it, nothing you can say will
is it the crack epidemic
or someone else trying to rid it
operative observation, only the strong survive
every living, breathing utters sweet cherried lie gimmicks
sheriff is a sensible man, two deputies
who doesn’t quite understand
the abilities i posses
every dream is a puzzle one must access
you could connect the stones to bottles i guess
each day trials as a test, do the best
her parents are torn to shreds
how could anyone do such evil without regrets?
how could life be within doubts breathe?
will, hope, growth; no crops left
any suspects?
none so far
just some lose ends, adjacent to ghost barns
i hate to harp
but we need to begin this search now
before anymore innocent victims die out
the spirit pointed to a known snake
a loner in the woods who drives weight
he may be able to balance this into maintain
little does this honkey know his bride is not share faith
she’s with another boy date
still in school, dated the deceased, what noise
he wasn’t truthful to any point of truth
any of this leaks, d-mned news
will end his life in a noose
no way to question him in the 5’s booth
meanwhile one of lara’s friends
snuck out with a young daft man
to pr-nounce love once again
one problem, he also loved the dead’s hand
biker boy, lover of palmed stockage
i can’t carry this pain, stop it
if we bury this slained locket
no further information they may pocket

[hook]
lodged within those sod heaps
where thunder claps and then god speaks
is secrets locked up for keep
friendly smiles begin to smell
of lies and deceit

[verse 2]
this story sounds well rehe-rs-d
each line is quite perturbed
each individual is cursed
everything must be seen as well as heard
several days p-ss and still no conclusion
inches path way to dead seclusion
all lead is a farce intrusion
the dark tunnel light, we must not loose it
knocking out suspects one by one
some by keen inspecting and dropping dead on
occ-ssion, other’s disappear without a trace
but we are destained to find the answer by fate
dianne we must, every clue i dictate
leads us closer to the culprit away from the owl’s stake
in everything that’s fake, we may have found a clue
cycloped jack holds the truth
i think it may be the ruse
we’ve set a trap for those who rule
dress as an investor looking to play the game chipped
grab information vital to the claim then dip
nothing wrong can be sent
an informant we’ve gathered, was present at the rape
doped but when became awake
every shivering detail he can make
it doesn’t look good for his case, shot upon escape
later in the hospital laura’s father finds it hostel
how her k!ller is not liable for his actions
set out to demolish the evil if possible
don’t know who can push on this soap
without dope, he points to the end like a note
i’m going insane with every okey doke
that’s in crouched, mike could help clear the path
not of this earth or hieroglyphic pasts
partnered once upon a time with a demon’s k!lling spree
this monster roars when hearing bob’s shrilling screech
the inn owner is seemed to be the guilty party
i don’t know if i believe this theory hardy
flowing blood reminds him of her round head
visiting cousin found dead
the same as when they found her
the death of laura palmer, haunts first
the father is responsible for the hainus crime
however, it was bob who was h-ll divined
everything described was created behind red curtains
yourself must be soul searched for dead certain
what’s found on this earth isn’t that godly
but d-mn that’s a good cup of coffee

- lirik lagu a ross

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