Round the 2 - Limblifter

Gash my neck with broken chards

Bowl me over, fold my cards

A vase a crack, a stolen bat, chase me «2» cut a rabbit trap

Knock me out

Knock you up

Fuck me up

Knock me out

My sick your piss, I’m forced to chew

Asleep your fist, we round the «2» too soon

Shot my foot, a limp, a vice

Sock me in my mouth, club foot your boots

Knock me out

Knock you up

Fuck me up

Knock me out

A broken bed, a squeeky heart

A leather belt, a crooked star

You brood, ya swoon

You shut your mouth, you shut me out

Your blinded pup, you’re lost without your pooch