Well excuse me i set the bomb to clean Didnt think of life the only thought of correction left in a white suite with white wine in hand This is my way the best plan Its with being drunk am i right? Pounds cant tell the difference when fused together Shave the five o clock shadow and leave behind the silhouette at hand the disguise is very much our own its tangible to the ghost like a hanging morse code in the air ill pull you out ony when i wanna figure it out Well figure the ghost its tangible to you then you think upon light years Pain mistaking by making it worse off than it should ever have to be Stoped him stopped it Babbled on and on about changing this and that Fistfull of chalk and quarters im the new teacher now wont hesitate to put on paper that youre life will suck you and demons will sort you out Desert, destroy, now in the colors and shapes are gone I will never go back there
tangible, babbled, stoped, ony, fistfull