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*The is coming*
smog is coming*
*The smog is
*The smog is

Aw, shit here it comes creeping the cracks
The the crannys it hit me smack!
filling up my head - I gotta get it out
I got me a to get the shit out
Pulled out a ice-pick and picked the up
Smackin' it it in my ear-fuck!
Lord oh please happening to me?-
It's the air from the smokestacks G
Seeping in my head, fucking up my
Driving me crazy, nuts,
Sewer, sludgy, slime I'm always bucking with all the time
'cause he's my motherfucking enemy 1
Trying to puncture on my life by filling up my
The shit you call air, but I call it
'cause it makes me choke and my breath
My toes to curl, my fingers start to fold
Got droul on my lips and my body's getting
Don't know what to do so now I start to
But it's too late, I'm the smog got me fucked!

*The smog is
*The is coming*
smog is coming*
*The is coming*

another cloudy day, it's raining, but not water
It's raining oil out the sky I think I
Make a run but I on an oil-slick
I can't move, I think I broke my fucking
It's no surprise, I'm laying paralized
Looking up into the sky helped me about us
The clouds form a Devil's face, it must be a mirror image of the human
And oh shit, here it comes-the deadly
I can by the howl of the stray dog
The air is calm, the are so still
When the smog creeps out the for a kill
neck, I'm chillin' 'cause I'm a gonner
I can see the smog creepin' around the
I lay still and hope it notice me
Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, G!
Looking up to see his deadly jaws
I think, I think, I think I my draws
But its ok, the smog me alone
So I lay and watch the clouds into stone
And come down over Del Ray
One even landed on your Violent J
And I'm dead, me in a split second
So if I'm dead what the fuck I'm doin' on this record?

smog is here!*
*The is coming 8 X's*

you gonna do?
When it comes for

*The smog is coming 5

~Thoughts in my of a clown ~~(in background)
Thoughts in my
Of a dead body in his house for 3 weeks
Untill his neighbors complain about the
Didn't he have anybody to know he was
in my head
Of a sereal killer in Iowa to kill himself
he actually killed someone else
Was that
in my head
Of an ocean of
That when the drop and causes tidal waves
Tidal that paint the town red
Everybody's
Thoughts in my
Of mothers and fathers who at me
And I can feel the hatred in their in
And cold
And are nothing but them in the future
it
Thoughts in my
Of a woman on her porch, bald-headed
Because of a disease she caught the air
The air that we
The air we breathe is up--Its fucked up!
Thoughts in my
Of people kill me
But you kill me
'cause if you kill me, I'll be back to you
Done it before, do it
in my head
Of a 16 year old fucking punk
Sitting in his
Drawing a sign on a folder
In his Hills
Well fuck what you about love
in my head
Of people me and hate me and don't know me
I you too
So it's all good, it's all
in my head
Of a that is so fucked up and so evil
if somebody prays, they get made fun of and laughed at
But not gonna be funny
be laughing
When the drop and the town is red

in my head of a clown (till fade)