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A Windmill Full Of Corpses

Lyrics: :feelsokman:
Meat is chopped
And put in piles
Far it lay across the road

Endless turning
Me for miles
On an endless shore

Why is it you raise me?
If do I live in daisy

For in i feel it's something?
Then what i was before?
And what I'm doing well
Is Inner worlding hell

Far across i lay

A windmill full of corpses
 
At first I read the title as "a windmill full of copes"
 
Are you going to make this into a full song at some point?
 
Ye I'm gonna try trackng guitars fn while b beyond fu ksd
Alright :feelsokman:. I'm eager to listen to it since I've liked your other songs quite a bit.
 
just get a gun for real protection
 
Good but get an amp my nigga
 
just get a gun for real protection
And I swear that I don't have a gun
Kurt Cobain GIF by Nirvana
 
I recorded this while 12 shots deep and high off an edible :feelskek:
 

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