Imael Angel - BAD TIMES

There's a bruise in my lungs; tonsil growing too glocious.
Turn myself from an image; there's one of issues.
Got in deep glaciers, I've been on in my basements.
I got a seal in my faces, love is a can in my basins.
Then I don't mind, don't mind, don't mind.
Why don't I break?
Another broken, another base.
I need the bones, I need the bones and bones.
I need the bones, I need the bones and bones.
I need the bones, I need the bones and.
Yeah, said I got a seal myself.
Hey, I got a living in self.
Hey, hey, I'm onto now new self.
I live in self, I live in self now.
I got a tension working a bruise.
There's a working a bruise.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.
There's a working a bruise.
There's a working a bruise.