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Disgustipated

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  1. Kigakus says:
    Disgustipated. TOOL. From the Album Undertow [Explicit] April 6, Listen Now Go Unlimited Start your day free trial Listen to any song, anywhere with Amazon Music Unlimited. Learn More. Streaming Only More options. Your Amazon Music account is currently associated with a different marketplace.
  2. Negar says:
    Disgustipated song meanings Add your thoughts Comments. sort form. View by: Highest Rated; Most Recent; Oldest First +5. General CommentThe "carrots" he is talking about can be viewed metaphorically, but he literally is talking about carrots, which is supposed to be kind of ironic. Carrots are technically living, they might even have a soul.
  3. Dakus says:
    Disgustipated Lyrics And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own Midwest.
  4. Tojale says:
    Lyrics to 'Disgustipated' by Tool. And the angel of the lord came unto me Snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high and higher still Until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest.
  5. Kigarr says:
    Watch the video for Disgustipated from Tool's Undertow for free, and see the artwork, lyrics and similar artists.
  6. Shagis says:
    Disgustipated Lyrics And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest/10(4).
  7. Kazitaxe says:
    Read or print original Disgustipated lyrics updated! And the angel of the Lord came unto me, / Snatching me up from my / Place of.
  8. Zulkree says:
    Disgustipated. Disgustipated Tool. Compartir en Facebook Compartir en Twitter. vistas And the angel of the lord came unto me Snatching me up from my Place of slumber And took me on high And higher still until we Moved in the spaces betwixt the air itself And he bore me unto a Vast farmland of our own midwest And as we descended cries of.

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