Fuck the sun, fuck white wine
Daylight sucks, waste of mine
I fuck my mind, narrow my mind
I bide my time like fuck in place
One day, Ill wave sun to ice
Watch its kind get thrown like rice
My cackle stretch out like thunder
So fucking loud, its vulgar
I pull my face out the dirt slow
These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
Held to deep rapid eye move, hold
These days I recede, rapid I reload
Gun my chances, closed road, no road left
I know what this calls for
Wheres my scalpel? Operation cut
Like Im bored, sew my inner war up like corn rows
My internal war blows, like freezing fog in Oslo
Frozen, I cant get soft, baptized in hoarfrost
Like carbon monoxide garage
Freeze your blink like sandmans flush
I hate you so much
I hate your laws
I hate your need a cause
I hate your faux touch
I hate every last one of you
I ponder digesting razors, just to be done with you
I love you so much
Im triple the motherfucker
Mondo-fisted, full of backwards
From banana town manor
My slang step like legless lizard
I fuck around, fashion a rocket
Shoot to Mercury, for the winter
Extended vacation till I decompose on my splinters
I pull my face out the dirt slow
These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
Held to deep rapid eye move, hold
These days I recede, rapid I reload
Gun my chances, closed road, no road left
To centuries of damn
Ive never been so yawn
Cant believe Im still standing
Cant believe life take this long
I stagger off to find my lighter
I dont return until the day Sag A validates
Mankinds destiny in a worm
By the way, I dont pet bleachers
Court side to nose bleeders
Like I shoot shit with gimps
No response, lose em once
Incoming second attempt
To be real, I just shoot em up 
Them clueless strut nailed to crucifix Lilith shoved up her cunt 
Fuck
I pull my face out the dirt slow
These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
Held to deep rapid eye move, hold
These days I recede, rapid I reload
Gun my chances, closed road, no road left
I pull my face out the dirt slow
These days I only wake up third of the way, narco
Held to deep rapid eye move, hold
These days I recede, rapid I reload
Gun my chances, closed road, no road left