I was the crooked smoker 4/3 reel that iTunes fucked to (in)finity
the first time now I cursed allergic to the flashback imagery
stuck the key in which I thought was stitch
the wounds of man and still the big fish ate the little fish
yeah guess which one I am
well I took a stone from the garden of part of me who in you parked
in the sharpen and parked it inside the heart of a sharks skin
bargain a marksman parched in amber waves
and DDT brain marinations blessing peasants
"pumped in life into their limpins"
I been around the globe in 5 lackin a compass
one version of christ when a slicker process hostile
til the object botches, deadweight "it seems"
fasted for 40 days straight "dream tight"
because for 40 nights I been lickin the plate clean"
Man I don't wanna be a shepherd
"I didn't sleep" too many sheep in the flock
but someones gotta learn to heard em thru gates and keep it locked
buried the pride of riders lurks beneath the rocks in which they came
"par-cola book commencement of the disbelief suspension game"
yeah all golds
honor thy brother shoveling coal
and hovering others sputtering to suffering souls
I know you know I know your plan is dwindling
wiggin' with every breath and still attract me thru the center of this mess