Borderline minds fumbling in the light
Broken heart meditate on magic clouds
Mothers full of sh** I can sense your fear
Creator of my hate I can smell your d**h
I don't want to see me
Don't even want you to care
'Cause every time I think of you
My future turns to grey
Spermshack b**h s**ing all she gets
Bleeding in the fields of erotic kicks
Neurotic by the creek,
Senseless near the lake
Put on the face of devoting grace