[Verse 1]
My eyes scroll to the back of my head
The Lord's dare taken in vain
Keepsake battalions, phantom couplets
A new tactile cremation attested
Opaque spurs, contemplative mayhem keeps us
Branded on the wrist do not embalm
A paper nest truancy of wasps
Wrap me up in Mylar film
The anachronism enacts the indigenous
Prolonged exposure to combustible nativism
[Chorus]
Thirty days spent in the hole
Raise yourself a nithing pole
Inoculated at the liquor store
Drunk on the piss of sycamore embers
[Verse 2]
The hospice waltz of corpus flowers
Leaves pinko fumes from turret guns
Sawing at the base of pylon towers
Banking on the drought, banking on the drought
Opaque spurs, I've defeated every crypt
My eyes scroll to the back of my head
The Lord's dare taken in vain
Keepsake battalions, phantom couplets
A new tactile cremation attested
Opaque spurs, contemplative mayhem keeps us
Branded on the wrist do not embalm
A paper nest truancy of wasps
Wrap me up in Mylar film
The anachronism enacts the indigenous
Prolonged exposure to combustible nativism
[Chorus]
Thirty days spent in the hole
Raise yourself a nithing pole
Inoculated at the liquor store
Drunk on the piss of sycamore embers
[Verse 2]
The hospice waltz of corpus flowers
Leaves pinko fumes from turret guns
Sawing at the base of pylon towers
Banking on the drought, banking on the drought
Opaque spurs, I've defeated every crypt
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