I can feel the pressure building

[Intro – 13/8, single guitar note held under slowly opening filter, no percussion] [Verse I – 9/8 → 11/8, low whisper over clean arpeggios that never resolve] I can feel the pressure building Poops within the colon walls. I can smell the gasses spillin From my gooch into my balls. Waiting, for the perfect, chance to use the toilet, doing my potty dance. gonna poo gonna scream gonna let it fall, right, out gonna poo gonna cream! Gonna be a long, night, out. I cant, hold onto my bowels, letting it drop, letting it go! I cant, hold its so loud i, screaaaam, waiting to let it rip. [Chorus – 4/4, sudden wall of sound, then hollowed out] She grins, as she shits on the throne, I need in, but she wont let me go creepin, my matter of fecal flows, See in, the plater of thanksgiving goes. Let me in! Let me in! let me use the loo!!!!!! let me in! let me in! I gotta poo!!!!!! Let me go i gotta dump, all this guilt i hold inside! She smiles, wont let me poo by her side.... [Bridge – 23/8, bass only, heartbeat at 47 bpm] There is no god. At least not here at home! Im letting it seep through my pants because she has taken the golden throne! [Instrumental – 31/8 descending, microtonal slides, no tempo] (layered whispers, indistinguishable) My intestines' are prolapsing As i try to hold it in My confines are collapsing Lookin like nature wins. [Final Chorus – 4/4, everything stripped to one guitar and voice] She grins, as she shits on the throne, I need in, but she wont let me go creepin, my matter of fecal flows, See in, the plater of thanksgiving goes. Let me in! Let me in! let me use the loo!!!!!! let me in! let me in! I gotta poo!!!!!! Let me go i gotta dump, all this guilt i hold inside! She smiles, wont let me poo by her side.... [Bridge – 23/8, bass only, heartbeat at 47 bpm] There is no god. At least not here at home! Im letting it seep through my pants because she has taken the golden throne! [Outro – open low E, let ring until inaudible]