[Verse 1]
Portrait of a family force-fed through tunnel straws
Singing cannibal hymns of the bourgeoisie
There's a narc on every corner, knock-knock-knock on every door
With a homemade remedy to loosen every tongue
[Pre-Chorus]
How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself, my love
[Verse 2]
Smuggled in their faith like an orbit in decay
Drools the cloying adulation of piss ants
One shot for every snitch leads the needle to the stitch
It's a homemade remedy to loosen every tongue
[Pre-Chorus]
How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself, my love
How many crimes will the owners fake to save pathological truths?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself, my love
Portrait of a family force-fed through tunnel straws
Singing cannibal hymns of the bourgeoisie
There's a narc on every corner, knock-knock-knock on every door
With a homemade remedy to loosen every tongue
[Pre-Chorus]
How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself, my love
[Verse 2]
Smuggled in their faith like an orbit in decay
Drools the cloying adulation of piss ants
One shot for every snitch leads the needle to the stitch
It's a homemade remedy to loosen every tongue
[Pre-Chorus]
How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself, my love
How many crimes will the owners fake to save pathological truths?
Brace yourself, my darling
Brace yourself, my love
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