Apey & The Pea - The Late Great Satan 05:09


Smoke outside I can only think of I can't find no believer, 
I'm waiting time like I've never seen one, 
It's passed 6 and I have deamons. 
I'll wait outside at the door, I only think of, I can't find no beliver. The weight of life as you dig deeper in the cold mud of the deamon. 
Smoking eyes of the southern deamon, he looks down as I dream of. 
The weight of the world I can only see the sick rites of the evil. 
I'll wait outside with the rope, I only think of, I can't find to beliver. The weight of life as you dig deeper in the cold mud of the deamon. 
I can't find nothing else! Than dying out here like a rat. 
I can't find nothing else! Than lying out here like I'm dead. 
I, hide in my head.

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