"Whittle" lyrics



He took a ride on the back of a beast to hold a grudge for the rest of us,
He got high on the back of a beast, he speaks to talk, no words run out,

Nine lives
Night caller

She woke up to the sound of teeth in a soaking bed with a strangers head,
She turns on the back of the beast and waits her turn in another world

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