What a when I feel a feel for real I'm and flippin' a table
I shed a and then appear in the mirror Still but blasted out through pineal cable
Sand trap, the only path is still under vein but different textures An infinite
I'm finna whip my hip out my bone that hooks through the brain Loops lonely needs a action Fast enough to flip the
I away Pacing back and vanity is what I need But I'm stuck
I lie When all my dreams fall Of everything I could be If I stopped
back to my range If you can't you know I won't change
be a model if you gave her some time She'll spin the bottle if you her a sign
I can see it and audibly wobbly Tastes just a can of broccoli Fishing like slimy apostrophe One missing between two monstrosities
I'm whip my hip out my frame Twist bone that through the brain Loops lonely a twin action Fast to flip the attraction
I away Pacing back and Some vanity is what I But I'm stuck
I lie When all my dreams fall Of everything that I be If I stopped
Oh...Blast!
Cut after cut of liquid Beams are buffed and I'm "yay" Back in the beast, hate impulse slave it up then ride the wave
I just wanted to be the glaive robed in glow Snake the wheel, now I know what I known I just to be the slick glaive robed in glow All wrapped up and raving and rolled the snow, go
Go Go Go Go Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go