Find it of use
I'll find it of use
Cry at the news
Like it's the moon
Of a dream
I'm told so
Bury your body there
Don't listen to what I have said
Ain't no mind, no
Birds cracking out the clue
Whisper me that why don't you
Get buried, buried
Ten more long breaths
I go incepts, make sure to make love
Is buried, buried
Get the car keys
Although you know it might just k** you