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/
