[singer A] welcome to camp crack hey mau how bout a paycheck only kidding don't make me dissappear. orange loop shit show gary lockel daily report beae kabobs the arrogantly religious weather be like my wife Buddhist Christian convert jew or Islamabad moonlight dont care it's not that deep to be fake as fuck. l o l come in Tyler fuck u and your screw gun Cant stand the holy roller church diva fake light holy light take me darkness send me home if the end is near then light that fire smoke the world do it satan call us home [transition] [singer B] Morning crawling through there dropping radiators from the seventh floor on new york ave fuck me wow what a wake uo Maybe I should stay right here Why should I rush like they do? Every street outside this room Only leads me back to you Maybe Work can wait awhile I’m too tired to fake a smile [transition] [singer A] god cast u here to run this bitch spin it faster send me a witch hahahah ahahah evil evil dead of night take the wrong make it right dance witch dance witch open the pit all come out to play no way I want to be half in blow that trumpet let it begin armeggeddon hurry up hhahahahahah [transition] [singer B] And the whole world keeps screaming: “Move” “Heal” “Let go” “Become” Sleep… sleep… Gone? Maybe I’ll leave this room someday Maybe I’ll survive this shade of blue Maybe love is not a prize Just a wound that leaves a mark Maybe the radiators from the seventh floor down the yellow garbage shoot holy fuck talk about waking up wring did the dig just shit hey mao how bout a screw gun ir a pay check. I’ll text back, “I’m okay” Though I still might hide away Maybe all I need this morning Is to let the hurting stay I think if u fire pj I might keep him for 3 rd floor suicide squadron missions the 3am tell a crack dealer fresh from jail he cant be here shit. I guess I don't know
