(I've seen the votes against her design and junk)?

The grocery bags...courier's (something...drunk?)

The tax of/taxed-out confusion and joy (?)

A pink plastic press ends the brat thing

That's right

He's gone

Wrapped-up

Chiffon

Slipped-tight

Hung-up

Street map(?)

Send-up

The shards of sweet shine the voice & foods(?)

The street map decodes the blues came due (?)

The girlfriends will love the way you cook (?)

I split release on the thrash-pan

On top

I drop

Fake-blood

Fresh blood

They're gone

For good

Except

This one

Howl inscriptions to the mother earth

O mother africa awake your son

To all the mommas with the money eyes

This kinda love comes as no surprise

The caught shadow

In sex meadow

The little darlings (dalis? haha)

Describe the scene

Appearing motions of the dripping dream

We've been searchin' for the cream-dream wax (creem?)

The late killers make the meters crack (lady-killers?)

The caught shadow

In sex meadow

Appearing motions of the dripping dream

The kinda girls who the money eyes

Howl inscriptions to the mother earth

Will mother africa awake your son

Caught shadow

In sex meadow

And little darlings describe the scene

To all the mommas with the money eyes

The perfect motions of the dripping dream

This kinda love comes in any size

The sensation shaking us from sleep

Hey the opia(?) will freak

The dripping dream and cream of wax

Disc (?) drops in your hand

And it cracks