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Artist: The Buttress
Canonical path: /the-buttress/nothing-wrong-with-me
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Nothing Wrong With Me
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Curated by Ethan Walker
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Nothing Wrong With Me
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(There ain't nothing wrong with me uh uh)
(Uh uh)
(What is wrong with you?)
(I can break these cuffs)
(You can't break these cuffs)
I can break these cuffs, buttress a ruffian
I'm bloody but lovely, like buffy, staking hearts across the country
The God-forsaken and hungry crying give us barabbas
I'm just a tragic actress backpacking to damascus
Some call me theological
It's probable that you could find me staring, wearing the alien goggles
I'm shrooming dude, sitting gloomy on ruins underneath a blue Moon
I'm high watching the tide rise on the ides of June
I'm an artist, offering alms for pardon
The retarded daughter of a blonde mom singing psalms in the garden
Monsters inside of me hide behind the high beams
I'm peeping at you through vertical blinds, conspiring
Divining behind the grape vine
I find time to make wine with fine rhymes and great lines, so smile
It's the red hot revival
We waking ladies up with smelly vials as I read out the bible
(There ain't nothing wrong with me uh uh)
Well, maybe just a little bit
I row boats to save hoes and get the gay vote (what the fuck?)
Through alligators in the bay and in the dame's moat
I'm floating listless, no wishes for Christmas
Clarissa's been on the hit-list ever since that bitch explained it all to the christians
I possess a disposition to inquisition
No rest, it's heavy, I'm jacob with the angel wrestling
Stressing, but even sick on an injured hip
I will not release my grip until I receive my blessing
I'm an inquisitive heretic, the unhesitant ex-penitent
I send my primitive rhetoric to ether these geezers
Slay the weak and the feeble and bring the fever to people, ya heard?
Nerdy girl from New Jersey, dirty flirt
It's the thirsty samaritan
Asking patrons for spare change to make fare for charon the ferryman
A harridan, hagar in the American desert
On an exodus to hell, kick dust to where I dwell
(There ain't nothing wrong with me)
You can't break these cuffs
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