[Verse]
Here I am
Composing of burlesque
Out of where they rest their heads
Sulking in their splintered cradles
And ramshackled hands
They asked for it
As a boy
I eat my wishes on golden tooth picks
And digested them with wolf intestines
[Chorus][x2]
I fell from the heavens
As a fetish blessed with
An operatic skeleton
And as the stars watch me descend
I crack a family tree and
Chopped off all of the branches
(It's rude)