The parasites are exciting when you're dead
Eyes bulging entering your head
And all your thoughts yeah they rot
God and Satan they gamble when you're dead
Beams of light one's sprite the other's bourbon instead
And all your thoughts yeah they rot
It was hot and time was sticking to my skin
We're all the punchline to a joke that they won't let us in on.
And all your thoughts yeah they rot
Eyes bulging entering your head
And all your thoughts yeah they rot
God and Satan they gamble when you're dead
Beams of light one's sprite the other's bourbon instead
And all your thoughts yeah they rot
It was hot and time was sticking to my skin
We're all the punchline to a joke that they won't let us in on.
And all your thoughts yeah they rot