Jak Tripper - Salt Circle lyrics

Hello, kids It's story time Listen to me You don't matter like Piss in the sea This planet looks different to me Acid head lickin' a sheet I go to bars to pick up girls Literally I'm centuries old Underground like centipede holes Practitioner Anarchic recipe: wrote No empathy shown Soon Hell will be home I speak in 6 tongues like Emily Rose This sh**'s ridiculous as a psych hospital sending me home Why're you wearing those stupid human suits? And who is who? Let's dance in fire circles like burning hula hoops You can boo me too Guys, I'm really sad I'm Whitney Houston blue In the bathroom I'm rolling bones On more acid right now Than the Rolling Stones I made a pipe bomb with PVC and disposed at home I don't think anybody should worry about going home And yeah f** a rap show Give me 3 Percocets and a Paxil I'll scatter into black crows I'm deeper than black gold Where's the pills? I'll pa** those Everyone drink And pack bowls My eyes are black holes I'm up in the party Strapped like Columbine In a black coat I'm black circle like castle I'm an a**hole My dick's like a flag pole My semen: Bigger than tadpoles Dead prostitutes in baths float Like the gold fish Belly up In a gla** bowl I'll drive a Backhoe Chewing tobacco Through a cemetery Till dead bodies grind my axle In a hospital I rant and babble Nurses putting thorazine into my apple Drawing sketches of inverted crosses And burning chapels Turning latch closed Fascinated with hurting mammals