Sludge Factory

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Accordi Sludge Factory

Intro:
         
       Owe...             Oh yeah...
                 
Owe...         Oh yeah...
                 
Owe

                  
You insult me in my home
                  
You're forgiven this time
           
Things go well, you're eyes dilate
             
You shake, and I'm high
 
Look in my eyes deep and watch
                     
The clouds change with time

20 hours won't print
                 
My picture milk carton size
       
 Carton size,  carton   size, 
           
  car----ton size


Call me up congratulations
            
Ain't the real why

There's no pressures besides brilliance
           
Let's say by day 9
                            
Endless corporate ignorance lets
        
Me control time
                          
By the way, by the way

                                    
Once again you see an in
                     
Discolored skin gives you away
                          
So afraid you kindly gurgle out a date
    
For me
         
Owe...             Oh yeah...
                 
Owe...         Oh yeah...
                 
Owe...         Oh yeah...

                            
Now the body of one soul I adore
         
Wants to die
                 
You have always told me you'd
              
Not live past 25
              
I say stay long enough to repay
                        
All who caused strife

               

               

                   
Once again you see an in
                     
Discolored skin gives you away
                      
So afraid you kindly gurgle out a date
     
For me
              
Once again you see an in
                     
Discolored skin gives you away
                       
So afraid you kindly gurgle out a date
    
For me
         
Owe...             Oh yeah...
                 
Owe...         Oh yeah...
    
         

(I bear true and an existing witness 
to this barrel of monkeys
A self-proclaimed immoral success, 
perfected by each whereof
Individually deadly,
And equally so and spread 
about the surrendered troops,
For even thousands of miles 
cannot tear apart their communication,
Or the lack thereof Vultures, liars, thieves:
Each proclaim their innocence 
in no suggestion or rhyme,
Your weapon is contained 
in the wrecking of keeping the
Desired effect 
The breaking of the spirit 
thwarts the whole being)

                       
Your weapon is guilt
                         
Your weapon is guilt
                         
Your weapon is guilt...          ...Guilt



## Credits

CANTRELL JERRY FULTON JR, INEZ MICHAEL ALLEN, KINNEY SEAN HOWARD, STALEY LAYNE THOMAS © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT, WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC CORP