Dot Dot Dit Dit Dash Lyrics

See the allure when I'm tipping a whore dubs

Made somebody's mi amor slob on a different door knob

See the allure when I'm tipping a whore dubs

Made somebody's mi amor slob on a different door knob

In need of an actual pay stub

Small eyes, big stomach

Insatiable taste buds

Damn, what happened to rain drops

Summertime grip dumping Mechanical plays and what not

Sparks fly did a dash then I replied Dit dit dash and More dots

If I ride through the past then I Might hit a batch of sore spots

Got nine lives in the stash so I bask In the path of flawed thoughts

Your top five amiss

Give a fuck about a ho entire list

Locked in with the stove and Pyrex Rolling tireless

Shit slap like Pontus Pilate

I'm Brocken I admit

Soaking eye lids

Your top ten might get messiah

Pissed

Don't blend with a ho entire mix

Freaks love me for my open Mindedness

I'm Brocken I admit

See the allure when I'm tipping a whore dubs

Made somebody's mi amor slob on a different door knob

See the allure when I'm tipping a whore dubs

Made somebody's mi amor slob on a different door knob

Taking time here

I'm counting my days

Taking my time with it

I'm not in a haste

Got time on my hand

But I've got none to waste

Nothing to waste darling

Fist full of regrets as I tread

Through the valley of the shadow

Of death with a loaded pen and a

Pack of my cigarettes

Fist full of regrets as I tread

Through the valley of the shadow

Of death with a loaded pen and a

Pack of my cigarettes

I don't know who's a friend

I don't know who's a foe

Got to stay safe darling

Fist full of regrets as I tread

Through the valley of the shadow

Of death with a loaded pen and a

Pack of my cigarettes