I Set My Friends on Fire - Erectangles lyrics

I don't a**ociate Myself with egotistical people, That's why I don't talk to myself. Diabolical heat waves Of ingenuity singe the back of our Crouching necks, hauling towards our Calloused selves then repudiates and wrecks Then repudiates and wrecks Asterisk, tisk, tisk. Gaping instruments are a health risk Asterisk, tisk, tisk. Gaping instruments are a health risk Can't seem to influence a single tier, Posture here, is rigorously austere Where's this offensive Stench coming from It's modern music's Blistered leaking rectum Morpheme hellion hangs by Tail suspensions augmentation, Even if I cut it off it will still move To humor the slain motivation Duties are to a**ure no asinine obstinacies Roam these appellations, Caterwauls aggrandizethe jittery sensation Of cowardly trepidations