Tr.12 - TAFFY FLOOR

[Intro I just downed three cans of the original green Monster My teeth feel like they are made of cheap glass I can see the air (It’s vibrating) [Verse 1] Running through the aisles like a complete maniac I grabbed the Sour Patch Kids and the blue Gatorade Spending my last five dollars on a giant bag of Skittles My vision is shaking in shades of purple and yellow [Verse 2] The cashier is looking at me like I am a ghost I do not care I am swallowing the whole bag at once My blood is literally high fructose corn syrup right now I can taste the blue dye number forty in my lungs [Chorus] The floor is turning into pink taffy I am bouncing off the linoleum It is pulling at my sneakers Elastic gravity Everything is soft and sticky I am a gummy worm in a high-speed blender The floor is turning into pink taffy [Instrumental] [Verse 3] I think my heart is trying to leave my chest I am shaking so hard I am physically blurring Do not touch me I will explode like a shaken soda The ceiling is dripping like melted strawberry icing I feel like a god in a parking lot [Verse 4] I am broke and my stomach hurts so incredibly bad It was worth it for the three minutes of power Then I feel like I am falling through a cloud of dust Everything is too loud [Breakdown] Sugar rush peak The air is tasting like battery acid and lime I'm spinning like a jawbreaker on the tile Teeth rattling Knees buckling The world is a marshmallow trap I'm drowning in the syrup! [Final Chorus] The floor is turning into pink taffy I am bouncing off the linoleum It is pulling at my sneakers Elastic gravity Everything is soft and stick I am a gummy worm in a high-speed blender The floor is turning into pink taffy [Outro] Taffy floor is hardening I am stuck My head is hitting the ground The air stopped vibrating Flatline.