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
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