It's like the spin cycle, but gross
Lyrics:
It's such a short long time, where has it all gone
The gasoline burns books out on the lawn
And a bouquet of wild flowers grow, by the door
To what tempts and what takes, my sanity over
Just a query, to the eerie, feelings I get
My brains a dirty sponge always soaking and wet
It soaks up any grit, it always gets in your teeth
I didn't put up any wall I constructed a reef
Of all the bones you left me with when you spit out your lunch
Just tell me what you need I can't work on a hunch
From the episode deleted in the bureaucratic oath
Syntropic harmonies, im at the end of my rope
The pain is in my knees and I'm starting to choke
What am I taking from this syncratic demise
Tell me is my ruin covered in a thousand eyes
It's the stench of the rot, dirt sunk in my knees
The story of the forest of 1000 trees
And a million candles all lit in my head
All this time gone might have thought you were dead
But we pulled you out of the dirt and the grime
Just to put you back in a different kind of slime
See the falls not the killer it's the sudden stop
But what no one knew was the bottom was the top
To the glory days, when Dali was shown,
And the prince of cacciatore was the hell in your home
And the media painted what it could in your mind
Just to keep the seams from busting out from under the rind
Eat your eyes, eat your heart, eat your liver and lungs
I'm climbing up a ladder with barbed wire for rungs
And I made it myself, conjured it with my head
Glass in my lungs, and a mouth full of lead
