[Intro, chiptune, chant] Five, six, seven, hate — wait, the count just changed [Verse 1, clean, playful] Measured the pit with a ruler and thread The pit has corners that the corners dread I two-stepped left and arrived from the right The floor is a rumor, the walls are a kite [Pre-Chorus] Angles wrong, bass down low The geometry says go, go, go [Chorus, gang vocals and growls] Non-Euclidean breakdown The pit is a tesseract, don't back down Spin kick through a door that was never there Mosh in five dimensions, nobody cares Non-Euclidean breakdown Cute in the front, world-ending sound If the room folds up, we dance on the seam The shape of the party is worse than it seems [Verse 2] The drummer counts in a base of dread The breakdown's longer than the song, they said I crowd-surfed home and landed at the start An ancient one is moshing, bless its heart [Bridge, everything stops, one growl] This angle should not exist [Final Breakdown, slow and fast at once] Fold. The. Room. In. Half. Fold it again. Do the math. [Final Chorus] Non-Euclidean breakdown The pit is a tesseract, don't back down Spin kick through a door that was never there Mosh in five dimensions, nobody cares
