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