Mystery Rash
Gliding through my wasted life with ants on endless escalators
Mystery rash and no job, absent muse oh how I hate her
Could it be this stagnancy was laced in all the shit they fed me
Kill them all with song and friend and drink ingest this cider I
Spit it from your mouth like a foreign object
Sing it to the world like a drunken prophet
Spit it from your mouth like a foreign object
Why do you ingest this?
No more scanning skin for bumps I don't know braille I do not need the answer
All that I am suffering from is urban fucking cancer
Out into the car I will be eaten by the glowing embers
Search for love, the love I lack I want my blood I want it
Spit it from your mouth like a foreign object
Sing it to the world like a drunken prophet
Spit it from your mouth like a foreign object
Why do you ingest this?
We will erase all life on Earth but us
So don't front like you've not heard of us