Transparent Parents Songtext - Quarashi

(Well, well, well)

Well I’m constantly divin’ down, driving out, jivin’ about,
Is cause suckers two-faced self assured sickos.
I don’t get it seconds are wasted.
As for the name of the game that I tasted,
This is the last one, this is the end.
A messenger dead and no message to send.
Great wall white whale I strike the sun
now it’s done, done, done, the word is now undone.
Transparent parent, mister master,
driving a boy from his youth to disaster.
Bad, bad, bad brain day and I’m blessed with the word.
It comes to my head in the shape of a bird.
(Yeah, yeah)
Do it gaain where I am in the air.
Getting so drunk in my head that I care.

Doing this ya’ll, doing that ya’ll,
until I stand up against something I fall.
Bring out the best every day’s a test,
47 temperature the last one is best.

I want it all again. (x4)

(One, one two, check this out)

Here I am my friends like never before.
Out in the back I’m watching the score.
It’s twisted, it’s true but I love the sick mother.
Keeping her good like there was no other,
Brother, there must be a way, to get through the day,
without getting stuck in the role of the prey.
I am still no one locked in the cage trying to get back the hand that I gave.

I want it all again. (x8)



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