[Verse 1: The Catalog] Every item comes in a custom color Every song They gon' tell you what it's called Ain't that the way? We have to label everything these days Lemon chiffon Cadet blue And peach puff It all seems a little bit made up Why they call it peach when it's clearly beige? Ain't that the way? [Chorus: The Relapse] I've got scorched honey in my veins. I've got sweet sickness in my pulse. I've got a chemical aftertaste. There's a slow poison in my blood. My heart runs thick with soured sweets. I've got burnt sugar in my blood I've got burnt sugar as my blood [Outro: The System Hum] Mm-hm Mm-mm Mm-hm Mm-mm Mm-h
