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Text: Deftones. Adrenaline. Root.

Forced under I look unto your home, because
We gave our eyes but no one will yes I know, because

To heed the cause I will be barred but you won't
He get, he gets real high he's up inside we start to cry
Just because I'm really poor, living in me is so poor
Deliver me there

Judged by one or licked by three and your holes enclose
We gave our eyes but no one will yes I know, because

To heed the cause I will be barred but you won't
He get, he gets real high he's up inside we start to cry
Just because I'm really poor, living in me is so poor
Deliver me up

Cannot fuck to be me and you won't find me
And you won't find me and you will don't know me, psycho
I don't believe you will find me
And you won't find me and you will so come from a psycho
I don't believe you will find me
And you won't find me and you will don't quit, psycho
I don't believe you will find me I'm in trouble because

I and me we go with Jesus in a bowl of dirt

Yeah
Hey so poor
I will fly