Fuck the folk on that side of the road
Carved a line to the bone: charcuterie
And yeah, I’ve been locked in since back then
This concept is nothing new to me
What was wrote is unknown
There’s a hole in my chest
But instead where my ribcage should’ve been
Dropped and did ten
It’s a hole in my head
Under smoke like my bed time usually
I forgot what you said but I filled in the blanks and it spoke to me fluently
I forgot what you said but I filled in the blanks and it spoke to me fluently
I forgot what you said but I filled in the blanks and it spoke to me fluently
Marlo how it’s one way it could go and so the city had to get used to me
You don’t pick your poison
Bought myself a bag ‘cause I’ve been a good boyfriend
Been a good man, I’ve been making good choices
Drew it in a graph, didn’t look how I thought it
Staring at two hands, they don’t look how I saw them
Boring at the land, ear out for its voices
I just spent a grand on my past ‘cause I caught it
I just spent a grant and a half!
I grew to a bull from a calf out the stomach
The world spinning ‘round made me laugh, nearly vomit
I’m trying to emerge from the dark, from chrysalis
I wouldn’t have fucked up the wok with a salad