[Verse 1: Crescent Moon]
Blue slowly gurgles purple then purples turn to red
My throat is an inferno, and a whirlpool is my head
I can hardly catch my breath, get my ass some rest, any last request?
I ask a jest I’m like yeah cash my check
Put all my shit on four track, record my last cassette
About to die soon in a typhoon of unmasked flesh
Open wounds, oh who was I kidding?
Death ain’t even a thought in a bubble
I’m just caught in a blood filled puddle
Drowned and puzzled, troubled sound subtle
Apprehension surrounded well or come from the fountain
I taste iron, feel coagulation
I see you’re crying, the smell is almost fragrant
Aching ears from hearing it ooze through me
It makes my tears even somewhat soothing
Mommy I don’t want to go to the circus, I heard the crowd’s right there
But I might scare myself to go, just so I can have nightmares
Peaceful sleep is quite rare wake up in a puddle of sweat
Curl up in my bed, try to calm down, and struggle to rest
There’s only a few things in the universe that scare my dick limp
Silver fish, ???, relationship, commitment
I remember bringing metal detectors to the sea shore
Mom thought I was hunting for treasure, naw, I was scanning for C4
Looking under the toilet seat before I could take a good shit
Checking for your rolled up hidden cameras, wood ticks
I know I’m a good kid, what, I just watched Fright Night
Now I’ma need a night light, the bed bugs might bite
To scared to watch Freddy sequels even if it’s the forty fifth
I’d rather haven an orgy with scorpions and Porky Pig
It will be a glorious morning when I can see her brave belt
Realize there’s nothing to fear, but fear itself
Blue slowly gurgles purple then purples turn to red
My throat is an inferno, and a whirlpool is my head
I can hardly catch my breath, get my ass some rest, any last request?
I ask a jest I’m like yeah cash my check
Put all my shit on four track, record my last cassette
About to die soon in a typhoon of unmasked flesh
Open wounds, oh who was I kidding?
Death ain’t even a thought in a bubble
I’m just caught in a blood filled puddle
Drowned and puzzled, troubled sound subtle
Apprehension surrounded well or come from the fountain
I taste iron, feel coagulation
I see you’re crying, the smell is almost fragrant
Aching ears from hearing it ooze through me
It makes my tears even somewhat soothing
Mommy I don’t want to go to the circus, I heard the crowd’s right there
But I might scare myself to go, just so I can have nightmares
Peaceful sleep is quite rare wake up in a puddle of sweat
Curl up in my bed, try to calm down, and struggle to rest
There’s only a few things in the universe that scare my dick limp
Silver fish, ???, relationship, commitment
I remember bringing metal detectors to the sea shore
Mom thought I was hunting for treasure, naw, I was scanning for C4
Looking under the toilet seat before I could take a good shit
Checking for your rolled up hidden cameras, wood ticks
I know I’m a good kid, what, I just watched Fright Night
Now I’ma need a night light, the bed bugs might bite
To scared to watch Freddy sequels even if it’s the forty fifth
I’d rather haven an orgy with scorpions and Porky Pig
It will be a glorious morning when I can see her brave belt
Realize there’s nothing to fear, but fear itself
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