It’s that one type of night with the bright white ice pickSlipped up signature, wrestle till I scribble shitWho in my space smell khaki leather pants?If my brain go missin, I’ll be damnedThe one ripped by the windInstant implantHow we see what we thought was nothing beforeNow the lost and the waste can slide beside themPerform the custom of hissing lisp adornI’ve had a little bit too muchDon’t wait for meI’ll wake up on my own tomorrowI took a little medicine love to lubricate my flowDon’t wait up for me cuz I’ll be coming home tomorrowI’ll crush a mound up on your birthday cakeWith your whole family there watching or at your aunt viv’s wakeLine up some blow on your titties and blow the rest in your faceIf you’re not turning up, then your whole life’s a disgraceI like the self-destructive girls, where theFucks be all missin’ when you get home and I’m highI don’t wanna hear no bitchingThis is the modern man, modern plan, future transitionWorship the work and the product, american joy divisionI know them and I know whatI think I’m a start this upEagle vs crowsWe all suck. We were born to fuck this upI know them and I know whatI think I’m a start this upEagle vs crowsWe all suck. We were born to fuck this upLike the fastest object overgrowthLike a basket lobbin egg and yolk, I got the bombest little habitWatch my head explode like the plant lion synthesized this shit