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Trials of a burnt tongue, drive through a slalom of fresh chilli
Skull fucking a scale model of a dead city
He get busy in a big bag of rabbits feet
Lucky fuck skating through his life on a satin sheet
Acid freak, sapping skies dry with his jagged teeth
Bite down, on your marks, prize for the fattest leech
Pick a winner weak stomach splattered on the ragged street
Oi fuck it
I figure if a sicker beast gold nugget hugging worm waddling
Can snatch the future out of the mouth of a serf grovelling
Then I'm allowed to bounce to his house in a hearse vomiting
And award him his masters in sparkling turd polishing
It's basic, presenting the new face of snake venom
Restrip the skin and roll neatly through his strange heaven
The great beckons
Man this shit's nasty
All I see is sobbing sock puppets at a kids party
Sit calmly, the air's sweating danger
Welcome to pick your own parachute failure
Free fall face up, see you in the crater
I guess I'll check the playback later
Ready with the boiling oil buckets for the genius that built stilts
To wade through his ill timed tears and the spilt milk
Kill, kill, kill, kill
Yeah that's what they all say
Especially the stubborn apparitions in my doorway
The warm taste of my world never gets old
Like the kid flinging heat rocks could never get cold
So I tell em let's roll
Holes in my torn attire sat headbutting
A sire sculpture of a wall of fire
Walk the wire blindfold
Shoulder in a squealing pig that never
Stopped bleeding in the freezing mist
I wonder why them man are looking so proud
When this towns becoming like a
(Ghost town)
Walk out the yard fling a tyre to the moon
See me swing through the city through the spiraling fumes
Past hive minds binding designing their tombs
As they're pulling up a tangle of wires from their wounds
Scissor tongue the blade runner half me and half you