Suckin and spittin out   Moonlight from light, we lost it   On our way to hell, the flour turned into wheat      Now the truth is the lie   The birth just a fly   A rainbow is nothing but some dye   Heartbeat is just a groove   Touch is not more than moves   First it's cream then it's ice   Yeah, that's the prize      Suckin and spittin out   So ingrown we forgot it   We looked up to the sky   That broke our necks and we died      Now the truth is the lie   The birth just a fly   A rainbow is nothing but some dye   The song is a cry   First it's cream then it's ice   That's the prize      The birth just a fly, fly   The birth just a fly   That's the prize   That's the prize   That's the prize      That's the prize