13 lyrics by Tales of Terror. Spontaneous dirtclouds Are after me Epoxy frogs attach themselves to my face Is this a bad dream? Or is it a bad acid trip? Head...
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Spontaneous dirtclouds
Are after me
Epoxy frogs attach themselves to my face
Is this a bad dream?
Or is it a bad acid trip?
Head in the sink
My foot is in the toilet
Fluids from my stomach
Are moving forward
I'm a psychedelic junkie
Can't get my hair cut short
'Cause I look like a monkey
A monkey, a monkey
I just don't know
My brain has burned a hole
Right in the top of my head
Well I'm just going nuts
I just, I just wish, I just wish
That I was dead
That I was dead
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