Hey I want your skin to get me off
You make
I'm chewing my tongue
It makes it so numb
My lower
I step with two hands open
And kick the man in
Play your games with my limp joints
Idolize it's wet paper
Beautiful disease
Trying to stop those fleas
Resist complacences
For what
The crowd did move
Was it live
The course it took
Your mom didn't tell you
You'd have nothing to say
Shut
Decide everything for me
Subject yourself to it
Make believe it's