SINK BENEATH THE LINE [ INCUBUS ] INSTRUMENTAL | MINUS ONE

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  • Solstice sun it sank beneath the line
    And the commoners were
    Drunken upon the hillside
    Or so the story goes.
    I guess she followed along
    So she could
    Watch their games!
    Sink beneath the line little girl.
    Peak above the shrine them commoners were.
    Harvest moon it peaked above the shrine
    And the crawlers emerged multitudious!
    Silly girl she sat upon their doorway
    Just poppin a squat!
    That's when she
    Felt the squirms.
    My underpants!
    All I know is that she wanted to be part of the crowd.
    I could've told her she was welcome here, anywhere!
    But instead she combed the outskirts lookin inside
    And then she sat upon a bughill.
    This was when things started to get rough.
    An army-o-de-pinchers climbed their creepy ways
    Right inside her 5-0-1 cut-offs
    And her skin took on a hue of a chemical unknown to me that's right!
    They were biting her beneath the line.
    She was a sitting on atop their shrine.
    I wish I could've warned her!
    "She should've worn underpants!
    There's bugs crawling everywhere and shit,
    I can't believe it!"
    Instrumental
    Minus One
    Backing Track

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  • @synctunado7856
    @synctunado7856  2 місяці тому

    Solstice sun it sank beneath the line
    And the commoners were
    Drunken upon the hillside
    Or so the story goes.
    I guess she followed along
    So she could
    Watch their games!
    Sink beneath the line little girl.
    Peak above the shrine them commoners were.
    Harvest moon it peaked above the shrine
    And the crawlers emerged multitudious!
    Silly girl she sat upon their doorway
    Just poppin a squat!
    That's when she
    Felt the squirms.
    My underpants!
    All I know is that she wanted to be part of the crowd.
    I could've told her she was welcome here, anywhere!
    But instead she combed the outskirts lookin inside
    And then she sat upon a bughill.
    This was when things started to get rough.
    An army-o-de-pinchers climbed their creepy ways
    Right inside her 5-0-1 cut-offs
    And her skin took on a hue of a chemical unknown to me that's right!
    They were biting her beneath the line.
    She was a sitting on atop their shrine.
    I wish I could've warned her!
    "She should've worn underpants!
    There's bugs crawling everywhere and shit,
    I can't believe it!"