Pull over, shithead, this is the cops
Full tank, pockets lined
Right now
I am an Antichrist
I am an anarchist
I know what
A cockroach in the concrete, the courthouse tan and beady
[Instrumental]
You take great pride in never having lived up to
Forgive me father for I have sinned
I'm a child of
Red flash clouds choking out the morning sky
They said it'd