Words like tidal waves will sweep me off like quiet caves and
*** my fireplace and tell me why I lie awake
The moon's got a crunch, it's trying to hold me
My hands won't budge, as it comes from out slowly
My words burn perfect, I'm a surgeon with a scalpel
Working till I've heard precision, it's inertia and balance of
Boredom and annoyance at my past work, I'm scared of it
And all these * people see me, it's my first impairment
So back on my bullshit like an addict or lapsin'
I'm Earl, how I act is like a matter of passing
A passion back where they haven't been tatted in black
And you feel what I'm saying, no matter if it's fats or a cap
And your high school ass like flatulence bladder
And lathered on a bathroom wall with gold plastered in
Last year I had me acting like a rat in a lab
But this year I found out it's charged in battery acid
Have to throw out my fruits and add, get my whole group back
And new name is the boom, always speaks through facts
Maybe, cause it's staying confusing to its cast
And everybody already * knew that
Words like tidal waves will sweep me off like quiet caves
And
Can my fire
My place
And tell me why I lie and make the moves
Got a grudge
Was trying to hold
My hands won't budge
As it comes from out slow
Now I'm getting stressed and emphasis, I'm meant to be identity
All my * friends are mental entities and that's the end of it
Concept is elementary, like jotted rhetoric
You see a head correct, fit it in a songbra
It's coming on my head, rex it as a head of manga
Slipped through the cracks like assholes and octopus
Cat told me I knew, one way was not enough
Got that * banged, call it potty *
Got a ride away with some gay with a tight shift
Sleep in my stays, white gays hit it, eyelids
All these tight days, guys
Rain on my car, rays turn vibrant
No precipitation, sides flakes from my eyes
Race of * fools, when you're older, me, I'll soon be older then
I'll soon run ahead of him like mortal romance in a cobra's den
Swither in a shiver, and he knows flow is colder than
So hit me in my DMs if you know I got a coat of lead
Words like tidal waves will sweep me off like quiet caves
And
Can my fire
My place
And tell me why I lie and make the moves
Got a grudge
Was trying to hold
My hands won't budge
As it comes from out slow
Now I'm getting stressed and emphasis, I'm meant to be identity
Words like tidal waves will sweep me off like quiet caves
And
Can my fire
My place
And tell me why I lie and make the moves
Got a grudge
Was trying to hold
My hands won't budge
As it comes from out slow