plastic leaders seem like insects tortured cities lost beyond pleasure films of landscape dirt on royal gowns
the man said to cop religion alls I want is peace he said this was the land of freedom but its not for free
yeah to the problems theyre in my head man destroy the system
psychedelic friction healing statues carved from gods
searching for our true belivers please count me as one but you know I cant be your saviour cause I need my own
yeah to the problems theyre in my head man kill the administration
little sister shes been saying plastic prayers to god
little sister shes been saying plastic prayers to god
find the answers yeah to your problems find the answers yeah to your problems visualizing a cool breeze demolition and sacred fevers on rivers weeping insanity builders of cities destroyers of worlds kings of extinction I am no longer yours