burning down the days, let me count the ways
calling up the waste, so what the f***
the breath of the beast is haze and smog, security cameras for eyes and all
winding rows of teeth growing sharper still eating the flesh of hours
cash in the c***le shells
bite the copper coin and run
this fiberglass wound is tearing
im stealing back
a ragged gash worn smooth swollen shut and padlock held you can't go back the way you came
If I could make them run I'd run them
an affidavit sworn in dental floss and chicken bone, lashed together as through a storm
calling up the waste, so what the f***
the breath of the beast is haze and smog, security cameras for eyes and all
winding rows of teeth growing sharper still eating the flesh of hours
cash in the c***le shells
bite the copper coin and run
this fiberglass wound is tearing
im stealing back
a ragged gash worn smooth swollen shut and padlock held you can't go back the way you came
If I could make them run I'd run them
an affidavit sworn in dental floss and chicken bone, lashed together as through a storm