 What's it like to be a marble?
Did I get something in your eye?
She's a referee, and I'm lethally
Overdosed on pumpkin pie.
Yes the future is mount delicious son
But the leaf changes forms continuum
My destiny is calling me, it says
Jon Mess you should own a gun.
Feel the room filling up with smoke
Billowing, billowing up, holding on for the worst, rise above.
(Can I get a piece of that?)
Come down, ... in my veins,
(Uniquely post relapse)
..., the whispers start to drill,
(The quota and balancing act)
The pain of second place.
(Can I get a piece of that?)
What's it like to be an atheist?
Are you okay with suicide?
Well it's baffling that my ears can bleed
When I see your domestic thighs.
Yes the future is kush and bubblegum
But I prefer wood to linoleum.
My destiny is calling me, it says
You'll be fine if you take some Tums.
I'm letting out, well I feel that I've dropped it all,
I'm letting out, well I feel that I've rushed it,
I'm angry, believe it, I need this just as much as you
It's complicated.
Can I get a piece of that?
Come down, ... in my veins,
Uniquely post relapse
..., the whispers start to drill,
The quota and balancing act
The pain of second place.
Can I get a piece of that?
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