LYRICS: B L E S S T H I S M E S S Will you Bless this Mess? B L E S S T H I S M E S S Will you Bless this Mess? Simple angel, perfect devil can I come inside? I’m feeling like larva I’m frumpy like Martha A fifteen foot parka I grow out my clothes Eat til I’m sleepy The muffins are beefy A giant diamond When you’re blessed it shows You wanted me to me act up To make you feel more backed up Well take swig of vodka And battle underwater You say you need a father Well baby I’m a baller I won’t ever grow up oh oh I won’t ever grow up oh oh I won’t ever grow up oh oh I won’t ever grow up oh oh B L E S S T H I S M E S S Will you Bless this Mess? B L E S S T H I S M E S S No rehash, no rehab, no empty simulation I want it I made it, it’s not an animation Got no time for depression No therapy session Inertia it it festers and feeds my aggression These chains on my tires they came with it, they’re stock My sense of direction is all the up, up Keep up keep up cause I’m not coming down I’m jacking up shots you can fight for the rebound got an angel and a devil seducing my head I’m in for a three way and sleep when I’m dead Directed by Samuel Halleen http://www.samuelhalleen.com/
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