k** your idols, s** them dry Protest cycle, ...... over the shoulder poltergeist Lets retract and resupply So much incentive Shaping my metal hand So many times So many times Wait....your breaking up cant hear your voice I'm waiting up to start-up noise She said...you had long dark hair that small skin completely destroyed me In the back under my skin Theres a back-tea-real filth To the water under my body lies the holy dream When you go down all the way down theres a muddy real sludge in the system water is worthless here it has its place so many times so many times Inside out...so much disintegrating dumb remote, would be reciprocating (incoherent yelping) ...in the winter. (incoherent yelping) Caught one handed. Sticky days in the summer home. (incoherent yelping)