[Verse 1] They told me “keep your head down low” There’s places in this world you shouldn’t go But something in the wind felt wrong Like a secret sittin’ way too long Tracks in dirt, a crooked sign Said “Hank was here—don’t cross the line” I should’ve turned, I should’ve ran But I had orders… I’m just a man [Pre-Chorus] They said “don’t ask what waits inside” I should’ve listened… I should’ve tried [Chorus] It gets dark like this When you take that step Toward a truth so foul You’ll never forget It gets wrong like this Now I understand Some things in this world Ain’t meant for man [Verse 2] Kicked that door—regret hit fast Air so thick I nearly passed Buzzing flies like they knew my name And in the corner… the source of shame Folded once, then folded twice Those underwear weren’t playin’ nice They hummed… they pulsed… a sickly glow Drippin’ things I don’t wanna know [Pre-Chorus] I gagged so hard I saw my past Quest log blinked: “Pick it up. Fast.” [Chorus] It gets worse like this When you make contact Now it’s in my hands And it’s fightin’ back It gets worse like this I can barely stand There’s a heat… a pulse… This ain’t just a stain, man [Bridge – whispered chaos] Don’t breathe in Too late now Smells like goat… but worse somehow Dead goat… left in the sun… for weeks… Oh no… it leaks… [Verse 3] Walked the desert, skin on fire Undies radiate pure bile Every step was pain and dread Voices whisper in my head “Turn around”… but I pushed through Through the redneck checkpoint crew Shotguns raised like “what’s that smell?” I said “Quest item”… they said “hell…” One threw up, one passed out cold One said “son… that ain’t just mold” [Pre-Chorus] I cried a little, I won’t lie That stink was warpin’ space and time [Chorus] It gets wild like this When the air goes bad Now the whole damn town Smells like Hank went mad It gets wild like this Can’t escape the wave Even buzzards dropped Mid-flight to their graves [Verse 4 – Dr. Extracto] Got to Doc with shaking knees He said “place it gently… please…” Put on gloves… then three more pairs Lit some candles, said some prayers Scalpel out with steady hand Said “you won’t understand…” Cut it open—lord forgive Something inside tried to live Green-black ooze with glowing steam Worst thing any nose has dreamed He whispered low: “the essence… pure…” I threw up right on the floor [Break – spoken horror] “This… is concentrated Hank…” [Chorus – big, absurd] It gets sick like this When you seal the jar Now it’s hummin’ loud Like a dying star It gets sick like this I have seen too much Turnin’ rotten cloth Into weaponized… sludge [Outro – exhausted, broken] Walked it back, soul half gone Clothes smell wrong, skin feel wrong Quest dude smiled like “well done, son” I said “this ain’t over… this just begun…” Potatoes rise… under toxic sky And now I smell like Hank… and I wanna DIE SOMEONE KILL ME PLEASE
